I didn’t comment on his timing, it would only delay us more, besides the sun appears to be winning right now.
He reminds me of the “quick” stop “on the way”.
“Is it near water?”
“Yes, it is.”
When we get to the main road, he makes a left instead of a right. Now I admit I’m directionally challenged, heck I would get lost following the yellow brick road, but I do know to get to Long Bay one would turn right.
“Weren’t you supposed to turn right?”
“Yes, I tell you from morning I have to make a quick stop on the way.”
I just sit and ride because the new scenery is interesting.
