Years later Dan, the kids and I were vacationing in Michigan's UP. Many roads up there are two lanes and we often fell in line behind motorcycles. Mile after mile we noticed the bikers in front of us would wave at passing bikes, falling into two clubs: the two-finger down-low wave club or the open-hand mid-high-five club. However they waved at each other, they always waved.
How many blue Toyota Priuses do you see in a day or silver mini-vans? There are lots, hardly stand-outs on the roads. Now I drive a unique car, an orange Honda Fit. There are not many out there. Honda changed the color of the orange they use for Fits from a pinky-mangoey orange to a bronzey-pumpkiny orange on their '09 models, making the cars in my color a finite group. In Bowie I've only seen two other cars like mine, we're easy to spot and we wave at each other.
Last week I was driving home on Route 50 and noticed I was following me. There was another orange Fit in my mirror. It didn't have a front tag so I knew it wasn't one of my local friends (Maryland has front and back tags). I was about to exit so it easily caught up and as it passed me, I could see these folks from North Carolina were also happy to meet another driver in the club as we exchanged waves.
Saturday I went to the Arts Center to work in the ceramics studio. I pulled in to the parking lot, and what to my wandering eyes should appear: another member of the club! Turns out, my fellow club member was also in the ceramics studio and I got to meet her.
Do you belong to a club where you don't personally know the other members?
