Shades of 1973!

[bunrab]

Gas lines. The Shell station on our corner is $2.929 today for regular, but the one half a mile away is $2.849, so of course it's worth going there. Premium - which is what my bike requires - is higher but still the cheapest in town. So there were gas lines. People chatting while they waited. The cars are sleeker, and the people would look pretty funny to someone stuck in '73, especially those bluetooth phone things in the ear, but otherwise, it was a strangely familiar and sort of nostalgic experience. Anyway, I had run 222 miles exactly, on 3.235 gallons of gas. 66 mpg! Highway mileage is always fun! (Even squirrel_magnet's bike got 43 mpg according to today's fillup!)

What I was doing in 1973: dropping in and out of college, starting over as an accounting major in night school, working as a bookkeeper during the day, breaking up with a boyfriend and moving into a rooming house.