More Stories: Motorcycle

i've always had a fear of riding motorcycles.

i have only rode as a passenger on a motorcycle once.

it was a harley and my uncle was the driver.
and it lasted all of 2 seconds.

when i was getting ready to go overseas,

my friend decided to tell me that i'd have to ride on a motorcycle.

needless to say, i freaked out a bit.

after some prayer and serious pep-talks,

i accepted the fact that i'd have to ride on a motorcycle.

you see, motorcycles are a way of life overseas.

they just make the most sense in terms of travel.

i mean, everyone uses them

but sometimes there are parking issues

(yes, she's praying)

well, anyway, i had to make my first motorbike appearance.

my new friend, Tika, was the brave soul who volunteered 

(yes, volunteered) to take me on my debut.

yea, we're gansters.

actually, i was totally using humor to mask my utter terror.

i survived.

yep, yep i did.

and i even learned to love it.

anticlimactic, huh?

i was excited for my next chance to ride on our 

progressive-like dinner later that week.

 yea, we look horrible, but we had an amazing time nonetheless.

motorcycle fear: conquered

one less obstacle in overseas living.

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