The Importance of Greeting Strangers
My journey of greeting strangers I’ve held onto a garbled memory of a passage in the first few pages of Robert M. Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance for the few decades since I read it: Roads free of drive-ins and billboards are better, roads where groves and meadows and orchards and lawns come almost to the shoulder, where kids wave to you when you ride by, where people look from their porches to see who it is, where when you stop to ask directions or information the answer tends to be longer than you want rather than short, where people ask where you’re from and how long you’ve been riding. ...
