Meat delivered to Bordeaux today. It’s a pleasant drive and not too far away. Plus, it feels great to get grass-fed beef into customer hands.
There was a bit of traffic today. Mostly merging issues. Nothing compared to Seattle merging issues. They have issues, that Seattle. They refuse to zipper. A zipper merge is when you merge when the signs tell you to, don’t merge too early. Too early and you have a whole lot of piteous zippers not advancing. Bordeaux did okay, but too many giant trucks slowed us down. What I lost in time to my delivery point, I gained in new and exciting places in Bordeaux.
While waiting on the bridge to delivery drop number two, there it was. With an American flag, a French flag and another flag, Bastards Choppers.
Beautiful. I have thoughts about Bastards Choppers, but I don’t want to ruin the moment. I’ll let it sink in for you as it did for me. Pretend you are waiting at a red light in a left turn only lane with people in the right lane pretending they didn’t know about the left they need to make, then cutting in. Bastards! That is a broken zipper. If only I had a chopper. In France, you can split lanes with a chopper.
I think I’m becoming a little bit country. I go to big cities now and bumpkin my way around. I’ve only ever lived in cities. When I was in “go-mode,” I didn’t notice things like odd offices spaces. I would just walk under things like this getting to the next meeting or appointment. I noticed a lot of grass that was perfect for grazing. Also a lot of people on bicycles. There might be more bicycles than cars in Bordeaux.
I’ve been to Bordeaux, but I’ve never been to …. Bordeaux. I have to rush back to the farm and carry on with carry on stuff. I’m in “carry-on” mode now.
So many bridges in Bordeaux. It reminds me of Portland, Oregon ( only older ). If you drive over this bridge with the towers, Bastards Choppers is on your right.