Thursday, June 11, 2009

Brace The Biker


Life can be so trivial, sometimes it can be unpredictable, sometimes it can be emotional but never in my life felt so out of control, it was at this moment that I realized the importance of life and how quick it can go wrong, also , it kind of helped me made my decision to go to New Zealand, it was this particular event that made me realize that I have to live this life without second guessing me, I have been second guessing me for a while, not this time, I have to do it. After riding this bike taxi to meet my uncle at the other side of the border, a crucial ride, a ride that leaves you so speechless, I felt so unprotected, not that I was afraid to die, but I was so afraid to leave my mother with so much burden. I usually buy insurance because I want to make sure that in case of my death, at least my mother would be taken care of, it is something that as a son I must do, and since I decided to stay one extra month and didn’t extend my insurance policy due to lack of funds, so that ride made me feel quite miserable and I felt like I was clinging for my life, sitting so tight on top of that unprotected bike and driving those unpaved roads or sometimes old, worn out and sketchy road, the road was hilly and up we went and down we skidded but thanks God it turned out to be a great experience, but a scary one, thrilling at one point and nerve racking at some other point, the driver even got us lost and me over there trying to tell him where to go, not really knowing the city well enough or where I was supposed to go but just the name of the place since I never took much notice of the road while I was with my uncle before, well I never knew I had to go somewhere by myself. Getting there was great, we ate so much food, I are so much meat and so much cake and puddings that I was so bloated at the end, the show was brilliant, some of the stuff I have already seen it, I have seen 3 shows in total but all of them were impressive, entertaining and fun to watch.

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