This morning I was driving Fran to her BSF Class workshop. She was taking some goodies for lunch - so it would be easier for her if I dropped her off near the front door of the church while on my way downtown.

As we are riding along, suddenly she burst out laughing. She said I should have seen what she just saw.

Each day in America there must be hundreds of thousands of workers who go out to their Chevy with a Thermos of coffee for the ride into work. Right? Well, this morning we saw the Taiwanese counterpart to that American worker - 
instead of a Thermos of coffee in the Chevy  . . . . .

Commute

it’s a pot of tea on the motorbike.