Thoughts while pedaling...signs

I remember heading down California US 101 from Lompoc to Ontario for our annual visit to see Dziadzi and Babci ( polish for grandma and grandpa) in the back of a 64 VW bug... we had to leave after dad got of work so by the time we got to theit house it was dark. Now I was about 5 years old and had no concept of distance, just the sporatic signs that lead the way. Now there was one special sign, The Montclair Plaza Sign, whenI saw that, all lit up, towering over the 10 freeway, I knew that happiness, choclate ice cream, and lots of hugs were just five minutes away!

Now I have another sign that makes me all giddy.. when I see it I see up ahead is laughter, joy, euphoria and a sense of awe... The Cross.