Originally Posted by bluefoxicy

It's like a ****in' Porsche for your ass, man. Like when you stop flying Delta and go with Korean Air, and you suddenly realize you're surrounded by sexy Asian women, and the hostess sees you looking but she just smiles--sure you're not getting anywhere, but she didn't wear that sheer skirt to keep men from checking out her perfect, toned-out legs. And then they bring you out some Gogi-Gui and 7-Up, and the in flight movie isn't even a rerun of Biodome, and you look around and you're like, wow man, life is perfect. But then you get off the plane in Europe, and you take a tour all over the god damn continent, and you find out that it's far superior to drive there than in the US, and at the same time far superior for cycling, and even for walking! And you look back, and you wonder what your life was like, and you immediately move your entire family to Europe--somewhere near East Europe, so you can bike a century and get a peek at some of those Asian girls once in a while--and swear you're never coming back.

That's what it's like.