Rode about 3 Km to the elderly care home where my mom is staying this week (need a break here at the house!), gave her some papers to sign, and then rode about 4 Km / 100m ascent to the bank/supermarket. Did the shopping, and rode back home, thankfully mostly downhill.

It's rather stressful, as the trip is through the main highway that goes through town - wide shoulder, but cars and big trucks passing by. All of my house, the care home, and the supermarket are in the kinds of suburbs that connect to the highway, but don't have smaller connections between themselves (goddamn city planners! or the lack thereof!). So one *must* take the highway.

There is a particularly irksome spot by a government office which is on the side of the highway. There's a pedestrian overpass, an important bus stop, a taxi stand, all in the same place. Think "everyone stops wherever the hell they want", and you have to weave through buses, taxis, clueless pedestrians, food carts...

Every morning there are some sporty cyclists on that highway, training for something, and a few "invisible" commuters. So today I guess I was the fancy dude with the helmet and panniers.

(Am I the only smug **** who has an ear-to-ear grin when the good baguettes stick out of the panniers...?)