
As usual I have lots to say in my blog, just that finding time for it is the hardest thing to do. I think so far another interesting piece would be about 'OLIVE'. By now, most of you must have had some questions in your head now. "Who in the world is Olive or what is Olive to begin with?"
Olive is my ever faithful city bike that I use to commute to work when the weather is dry, sunny and clear. I bought Olive in July (soon after the bombing in London)and it's been a pleasure riding it to work. Olive had a puncture 3 weeks ago and my darling was kind enough to fix it for me. So Olive is back on it's wheels.
Olive is a city bike which is fit on flat road only. So no adventure for me on the terrain. In London, one can hardly find one to begin with. Someday, I will get a picture of me with Olive. Purchasing Olive itself was really a great fun.
Actually, I was planning to get a 2nd hand bike from the classifieds or through friends. So happened, my CEO overheard my conversation with my colleagues and he had a bright idea to sell off his dutch bike that was sitting in the garage for years now. It has lots of sentimental values and it was not easy for him to make the decision to sell it to me. But am glad he did anyway. The bike finally came and I was overjoyed to try it out. Unfortunately, I am 2 feet too short for the bike. Its a dutch bike with a basket mounted in front. It's really a very feminine bike. Cut the long story short, I had to give it up because it's really a giant bike for me and just not safe to ride on the road. Nothing to do with the bike, it's actually my height so at that point I realised that 'Short Michelle and Huge Bike' its just not a good combination on the road. Could barely touch the ground !
So my hunt continued... First it was alot of research on the Internet and shortly after, I put that into action. Went all the way to South East London and got the bike. I was pleased with the purchase. Finally paid and ready to take Olive home. Then it striked me... "OH MY GOODNESS... I can't put Olive in a plastic bag and carry it home! HOW DO I GO HOME FROM HERE ?" - This is like the other side to where I live.
I had to ask for a road map to get home and plus getting lost in the city for about 3 to 4 hours going in circle was pretty frustrating. It usually takes about 1 or 1 and a half hours to get from the east to the west. Anyway, it was just scary because I think the last time I rode a bike was 20 years ago, I think... The Malaysians are too pampered with cars equipped with air con and great car stereo.
Whatever it may be, we should always be thankful of what we have. Contentment is great gain ! Autumn is dawning and when that comes, winter is closer than I think it will be. By that time, Olive will have to go into hybernation mode. Meantime, am crusing...