I met kind bikers on the trail who bought me lunch and stayed with generous hosts at night with impeccable hospitality and interesting stories. These sort of encounters would have blown me away a couple months ago. I would have been in awe, grateful and embarrassed, but at this point... it's almost commonplace. I never took it for granted, but it has become routine. Almost mundane. Interesting thoughts that I don't care to unpack and analyze here.