Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Thoughts on the Vespa
I promise, photos to come!
I was driving my little motorsickle to work today, reflecting on how I feel about such a drastic change in my transportation. I went from car, to bicycle/bus, to now having the Vespa.
My first thought about not having a car was wow, it's actually really easy to get around without a car. (here, at least). The bus - super easy to take. My bike - even easier, fairly quick, and I get where I'm going feeling refreshed and like I just did something really good for my body.
Then came my Vespa, and in the short time I've had it, I've realized how easy it is to NOT ride my bicycle, even for short easy trips where I really should. This is because at the core of me I am lazy, lazy, lazy. I need to work on this because I really, really enjoy my bicycle. It's just not instant gratification.
Then, on Sunday I was standing next to my Vespa, putting on the ridiculously large amount of gear I need to wear (at least it feels that way right now), and I heard a honk. I looked up and a fellow Vespa rider was zipping past, waving. This made me laugh out loud. Who knew, I'm now part of a club.
Then on the way home, a guy on a Motorcycle waved as he passed me. This made me laugh even more, because who knew guys on Motorcycles did more than throw a look of contempt toward a bike like mine?
And my thoughts crystallized into this: I'm not invisible anymore. I never realized how invisible you are in a car - no one really looks at you, just your big hunk of metal. Now, everyone looks at me. Granted, most are probably thinking, that is one silly girl. But still...I'm not invisible. And this makes me happy.
I was driving my little motorsickle to work today, reflecting on how I feel about such a drastic change in my transportation. I went from car, to bicycle/bus, to now having the Vespa.
My first thought about not having a car was wow, it's actually really easy to get around without a car. (here, at least). The bus - super easy to take. My bike - even easier, fairly quick, and I get where I'm going feeling refreshed and like I just did something really good for my body.
Then came my Vespa, and in the short time I've had it, I've realized how easy it is to NOT ride my bicycle, even for short easy trips where I really should. This is because at the core of me I am lazy, lazy, lazy. I need to work on this because I really, really enjoy my bicycle. It's just not instant gratification.
Then, on Sunday I was standing next to my Vespa, putting on the ridiculously large amount of gear I need to wear (at least it feels that way right now), and I heard a honk. I looked up and a fellow Vespa rider was zipping past, waving. This made me laugh out loud. Who knew, I'm now part of a club.
Then on the way home, a guy on a Motorcycle waved as he passed me. This made me laugh even more, because who knew guys on Motorcycles did more than throw a look of contempt toward a bike like mine?
And my thoughts crystallized into this: I'm not invisible anymore. I never realized how invisible you are in a car - no one really looks at you, just your big hunk of metal. Now, everyone looks at me. Granted, most are probably thinking, that is one silly girl. But still...I'm not invisible. And this makes me happy.
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