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Ukrainian Moto Zen after 60: Kyiv – Grossglockner (I)

Mykyta Pysar

I am embarking on my first motorcycle trip on the morning of the first Sunday in July. Traditionally, the starting point is McDonald’s on the ring road. Our family trips always start here, but today I am traveling alone.

Obviously McDonald’s is not the best place to start of your journey to self-discovery. It’s so noumenal. Nothing to do with “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” or “On the road”, “Travels with Charley” or “A Passage to India”. Moreover, nothing here resembles the inner depth and strength of Moby Dick. Not to mention the unfading “Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog)”. And of course, McDonald’s is simply alien to “Don Quixote”‘s genius. (I feel it’s time to stop with literary examples. P.S. Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Perhaps this is a bit like “Persian Letters”.).

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