So I've realized that I only post about every two months....with two posts semi-close to each other, and then a two month break before the next two posts, haha. Anyway, there's lots of stuff that I should blog about and want to blog about that I haven't gotten around to, but I'm going to post about this first anyway. (Mostly because I know this post won't take near as long as the others, because there's not as much to say, hehe). So anyway, as most of you know, Joseph got a motorcycle about a month ago. I rode up and down the street on the back of it with him when he first got it, but I hadn't been on it since, until yesterday. :)
Joseph and I were going into Springfield to hang out with our friends, but he wanted to take his bike, and I didn't feel like driving in alone, so we decided to ask Mom and Dad if I could ride with him. :O Dad (of course) had no problems with it, but Mom on the other hand....well, she's a mom, haha. She was NOT excited for Joseph to have a passenger all the way into town, BUT, she consented. :) The ride there was a lot of fun, but it was very strange being on the road...not inside a car....but going just as fast as the rest of traffic. And communication....was basically non-existant, haha.
Unfortunately, the ride home was not quite as enjoyable. Well, I don't know about that actually....the uncomfortable things about it made it more of an adventure, haha. Let me explain. Joseph and I were running a little late for being home by the time Mom and Dad told us, so we just hopped on and got going as quick as we could. No big deal, except that my seat was wet from the dew. :( Joseph's was dry (of course!) but mine was....definitely not, haha. Then add to that the fact that Joseph was only wearing a t-shirt, and even though I had on a hoodie, I was wearing capris! It was definitely a chilly ride home for the both of us! Our friend left (in her nice warm car) about the same time as us, and when she pulled up to the stoplight next to us, she rolled down her window and says, "Nancyann, you look so scared!" "No," I informed her, "I'm just REALLY cold!" You see, my legs had been shaking like crazy through town. Eventually I was just numb though, so once we got onto 160, I didn't notice it quite as much, haha. But actually, once I got over the wetness and coldness, I think I enjoyed riding at night more. Mostly it was just really cool to ride when it was dark. (Although I'm sure Mom doesn't particularly like to hear that, hehe). Oh! And Joseph almost hit a bit at the four-way stop in Willard too! (I didn't see it though....that's just what he told me....)
Anyway, it was a fun experience, (and it made me feel really cool...), so I thought I would share. :) I hope you enjoyed hearing about it!
4 comments:
Wow, no wonder guys like bikes so much "And the communication...was basically non-existant"
I hadnt thought about what it would be like to actually ride on a bike with mike. eeka. But I would imagine it gets addicting. We'd probably ride it to the movies or to dinner if we ever get one.
Thanks for the vicarious riding experiance! (and what did joseph say he almost hit? a bit? a bit of what?)
yeah I was wondering what bit was too. sounds...um...fun? sure we'll go with that, sounds fun :)
Haha, Marisa, your comment about why guys apparently like bikes because there's no communication, it made me laugh, haha. And I meant to say Joseph almost hit a bAt. As in one of those little black flying animals....not a bit, sorry about that.
Sounds cold. And uncomfortable. I can't believe mom let you do that. I don't think my parents would let me ride on the back of Buddy's bike TODAY if I asked them. And I'm freaking old. But then again, I wouldn't want to. I prefer to steer.
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