Riding home tonight, low on water in the bottle and not particularly enjoying the combination of 37⁰ and the amount of weight in my bag. (One or the other would've been fine, plus 37⁰ is hot but not unbearable). A white backpacker van passes me and the passenger's head pops out the window. Van stops, and as I'm riding past the driver calls out "You OK mate? Can we help? Get you some water maybe?" Oh hell yes, water would be fantastic.
Turns out we were just outside their house. As the driver heads inside to get the water, his partner slides out of the van. As I'm explaining I'm pretty good in the heat, I realise she's very pregnant. Like 36 weeks pregnant and over it. And the heat. Yet they still found the time and effort to stop and give me some help.
Legends.