Beastie Goes to School

And instead of heading West – the direction I am supposed to be going – I turn East and follow more glorious asphalt twisties through the mountains to Maumere. Yes, I’ve been to Maumere before, but I haven’t done this road before. And that’s why I’m here, after all – to wring every bit of joy out of every corner. I’m here for the hedonia; not just to say that I rode to Paris.

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