We went to Dunkin Donuts for "Sunday brunch." It's about 10 miles away... I wasn't looking to do donuts, but it was just a pleasant ride on the scooters. The Blonde usually makes us a delightful Sunday breakfast... but, no ride??
We sat at a table outside; it was a beautiful morning. When we walked back to the scoots, a guy who was sitting at another table got up and walked towards us. I saw he was clean-cut and wearing a handgun on his belt, I assumed he was law enforcement.
He said, "Those look like fun. Are they highway legal?"
"They sure are - you have to have 150cc for Interstate legal; these are 153cc."
As we visited, it immediately became clear that he was more interested in the fun and function... "I bought my wife a Ninja 250, but she doesn't really like it..." We visited more, pleasant scooter talk.
I eventually asked him if he was LE... "What?"
"Law Enforcement - I see the handgun on your belt," I said.
Nope. It's legal to carry (non-concealed) in Arizona, apparently. I didn't know that. Wouldn't have known that if not for the scooter discussion.
We took the scenic route home. Almost due for another fill-up... I have two bars left on my fuel gauge, Joan has three. I will never beat her in miles per gallon... I'm OK with that as long as I keep topping 100 mpg. :-)
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