Last night, Joan said to me, "Let's take the scoots across town for lunch tomorrow. The Old Spaghetti Factory. Sound good?"
She had me at "Let's take the scoots;" the Old Spaghetti Factory was an easy lock. Yeah, I'm in.
With the crap weather we have had most of the past month, today was sunny, and a slow climb into the low 70s. Perfect scootin' weather.
We ride differently, depending on where we are. We can get away from civilization fairly easy here, but you have to go a long ways to get to hills and curves. We tend to do "urban cruising" here... taking the secondary roads to get across town... and Phoenix is big in population and square miles.
Gearing up...
This is what secondary roads look like in the western suburbs, other than during more typical drive times...
Quite pleasant riding. Decent road surfaces. As you get closer to downtown Phoenix, the traffic thickens up and you have to watch for potholes, as well...
Google Street View out working...
Stupid Driver Tricks...
The red car was making a U-turn amid 4 lanes of traffic. Riding 27 miles to the restaurant, you go through different neighborhoods...
Lots of small Mexican restaurants. Tire shops - notice the Llantera sign in the distance in the middle of that photograph; often accompanied with "taller"... that has nothing to do with anyone's height, it is Spanish for "tire shop"... we passed a bunch of them. Mexican restaurants have their own cooking smells, and you notice that when out on the scoots.
Getting closer to downtown, the neighborhoods change again: the gentrification, with apartments being renovated for those who want to live near the hub of the downtown area...
Then, arriving at our destination...
Yes, I have a fondness for spaghetti. These folks have some interesting sauces: Joan had spaghetti with Italian sausage and meat sauce, I had the meat sauce and Mozithra cheese with browned butter. Tasty!
Using the restrooms before getting back on the scoots, this sign seemed a bit sexist to me...
Offended? Nah, it is humor... and humor is always funnier when there is truth in it.
We took a different route home. Still on secondary roads, we know which roads go through; the Agua Fria Watershed runs mostly north/south near Hwy 101, and not all roads pass through it, so you have to be selective. More interesting neighborhoods and businesses to check out as we rode through. There was a stoplight discussion of ice cream... yeah, I'm in. A stop at a Culver's that was only 4 or 5 miles out of the way, where we each had a sundae. We won't need supper.
On the way home, we stopped at Steph's to pick up a couple packages delivered by Amazon. One of the packages is another guitar seat; hopefully more comfortable than the one I last tried. Alas, the box was WAY to big to strap on the scooter, so once we got home, I went back with the car.
Some assembly required. This one is a completely different design from the last one... half the price and at least twice as comfortable (if you could quantify comfort)...
Yes, that is the assembly instructions on the table behind the seat; I do read the assembly instructions. Most of the time. With the seat assembled, it was time to give it a try...
This one is a keeper! The seat portion of it looks less cushy that the previous one, but you can actually sit back against the back rest. The height is adjustable. The legs fold up, but to make it smaller (for travel), I will have to remove the seat portion (two large knobs that unscrew by hand).
I like it. :-)
Looking at the weather forecast, it looks to be quite nice for at least the next week or so! It's about damn time!
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