After many bikes, I bought cheaply one DRZ400 as a Sunday motorcycle to have at least something to sit on in the garage, because travel was not an option anymore due to family life.
I expected a boring, dull bike that I would sell after one season.
Well, she ended up as my favorite bike ever. I had it for seven years, put on her expensive Japanese raised handlebars and other accessories, and had plans to never sell it. Only then was I forced with great sorrow to let it go to another happy guy because we were moving, and I couldn't keep her anymore. It was a lovely bike, and I still miss her.