I grabbed a copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance today – a book I haven’t read for maybe 20 years, and that I was too young and inexperienced to understand the first time around.

I’m a page in, and it completely nails what I love about being on the back of a bike (and maybe one day on the front):

You see things vacationing on a motorcycle in a way that is completely different from any other. In a car you’re always in a compartment, and because you’re used to it you don’t realize that through that