Wife died on 02/02/2020 and soon tired of existing in a big box haunted by her memories that I no longer needed nor could afford. Loving the road life and having often reminisced in melancholy moments of the days when I was solo and otherwise unencumbered, I would hit the road on my motorcycle for long periods. Why not again?
My scooter days ended quite some time ago: so, much time and consideration was spent in selecting a vehicle appropriate for my needs. A neighbor was poised to trade her HHR, I beat the dealer’s lowball offer, and the vehicle has so far suited my needs. The only lingering difficulty is my inability to dispose of no longer needed possessions I can’t emotionally let go of yet.
Otherwise, I’m all good and regards to all the other nomads on the board.