chris’ blog

man, i should have gotten a scooter years ago. it’s fricken awesome.

unfortunately, zak and i feel off the bike in the city, a few blocks from the dealership. it’s a bit cutting. the right hand mirror is cracked, and i scrapped a few bits and peices on the scooter. talk about baptism of fire. we got straight back and rode home. we didn’t have pillion pegs, and the tires were absolutely fresh. and i lent to far. lucky, it’s not heaps of damage, probably less than my excess. just a tad annoying. i got off pretty much scot free, just a graze on my leg. which is good considering i wasn’t wearing gloves. zak did his knee in. dang it.
meanwhile, i’m shocked at how close every thing is. the world seems so much smaller when you’re not at the mercy of cityrail.

..myself on a motorbike/scooter.

the wheels are turning, albiet small. i bought a scooter on sunday. she looks like this..

i finish the bike course this afternoon. then i get my license (i hope) tomorrow. then i pick this little hotty up on saturday morning. zak’s going to come down with me an i’ll pillion. i’m a little apprehensive about riding it straight out on parramatta road as my maiden voyage.

i had to get a credit card so i could finance the extras (helmet, insurance etc.) and they said i was eligible for a $20,000 limit. that’s a little scary. and dangerous. i went for a much lower limit. banks seem to give out credit cards at the drop of a hat.

sweet..   i just put a deposit down on a sweet aprilia mojito (italian scooter).

the other members of mo are in my lounge room playing very loudly, while i’m sitting here in my bedroom still trying to wakeup/find my bearings…. AARRRGGGHHHHH….

last night we had a mighty feast. about a dozen people came round, most of whom brought a dish. i baked bread. it was great fun. zak had cleared our jungle a few days prior, so we moved our tables outside and had dinner candle lit. tom brought a friend who happened to be an exchange student, glenda from italy. she made some crazy italian dessert that was like a giant jam biscuit. it was very tasty.

after feasting, we went back inside to play guitar hero. wine, woman and song except for the woman bit.

glenda got cold so lent her a jumper. which marks another interesting point in that jumper’s history. bentley’s brother kit bought it from yd. and it didn’t fit him, so bentley gave it to joel. but it didn’t fit joel either, so he gave it to me. and i didn’t really like it. it’s one of those tracky style jumpers you were when you’re cold and depressed. i had the foresight to know that i’d probably never see glenda again, so i lent her that one. and surely enough, she left with it on. now i can only wonder, will it make it’s way back to italy?

i booked my rta motorbike course today. it’s in 3 weeks. i can’t wait to go hooning round. i just can’t decide whether to get a motorbike or a scooter. motorbike bikes are hardcore (shhh, don’t tell anyone), but scooters are heaps cheaper. i’m going to check out some vespa’s or aprilia scooters on saturday. hopefully then i’ll have some idea.