For a while, I had abandoned the dream of road trips of scale. Across continents and spanning years. As eurocentric, as hippie, as naive. Today I bumped into a drunk, genial, greying aussie, who bought an Enfield -- 350cc, 6V battery, he was careful to point out -- in Triplicane. Twenty years ago. And biked across 3 continents in 4 years. Latent dreams are not extinct etc.