It was time to take to the road again with the Goldwing Geezers, aka Bay Area Riders Club. Only 4 others showed up for a trip to Punta Gordo (Yes, "fat bitch" for you linguists out there) to the Muscle Car Museum. I don't know why more didn't show up. It was a nice day and although it was St. Patricks Day, so what? Mine is on the far right. Not sure I get the jacket draped over the windshield, but I played polite lemming and went along with it. The day was bittersweet because after the museum I went up to North Port about 30 minutes to bid adieu to the grandkidlings, Michael and Alhanna, who are going up North again to live in Canada. It has been a kind of fringe benefit being down here and now if I want to see them I'll have to go to Oshawa Ontario, which isn't too far from Toronto. I don't do big cities, so they'll have to find me, wherever I am. Before we start saying goodbye to the kids, however, we should enjoy the museum. A
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