Just like Riding a bike

Hello all,

So I FINALLY began posting - hooray!  Sorry it took me so long to get up and running.  Sometimes life here feels like one endless meeting.  As you can see by my sudden blast of posts, I've been writing, but my computer doesn't want to upload pictures.  My perfectionist complex set in, but as a friend reminded me, there is this little 'edit' button that I can use later to add pictures. =)

There is so much to see and do here.  I rented bikes with the guy down the hall the other day, and we rode all over our little city, exploring back alleys, climbing on abandoned trains, and taking pictures of the light falling just so through the branches of unfamiliar trees.

Ironically, the phrase "just like riding a bike" usually refers to picking up an old skill as easily as you pick up riding a bike again. I was awkwardly made aware that it has been years since I've ridden a bike.  On one hand, I forgot how much I enjoy bike riding.  On the other hand I yelled a couple of impolite things as I ducked and swerved unsteadily through traffic on a two-wheeled contraption that was no longer familiar.  In my defense, the kickstand kept falling down and half of the brake lines were cut.  I will be much more particular about the bike I select next time.  There was something so liberating and wonderful about spending 15 cents and two hours wandering around a strange city.  It felt exotic and ridiculously normal at the same time.  It was fabulous.