“780 motorcycles that sounds brilliant, we got to go visit this place!” I was checking out a link my bro sent me for the National Motorcycle museum in Australia a few hours north of Sydney which we would be passing as we headed up the coast, “they have so many classic and rare bikes wouldn’t it be great to stop there for a few hours? The little man would love to see all that stuff! Amazing!”. For some reason Jule didn’t seem to be as excited as I was by the idea, “it’s ok luv, you can go on your own, we will see you at the beach”.
Dam, I thought enthusiasm was meant to be contagious?!