Friday, May 05, 2006

Hey sister are you all alone?

Recently I had the sweetest convo with a friend about the early hours of the day. I proposed that 3-4am was the best time in the world to wander any city's streets.

She, on the other hand, thought that 2-3am was the best time to ride a bicycle through the same streets. Her belief being that bicycling while dark and uncrowded was an incredibly catharic experience.

Until tonight, I didn't agree with her.

Somehow, I had forgotten those easily misplaced sensations: the wind blowing past your face, the sound of the air, tires and gears; rubber on ashphalt; the control you have on machine; the speed you can ride when there isn't a car on the road.

It is incredible. A freedom not known by many; reserved by time and place. But so accessible.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

so you go to oakville and then there's an earthquake. do you believe in signs?

spezbaby said...

I thought the earthquake was because Oakville was angry that I went back to see you guys.

Anonymous said...

it's the other way around - we got angry and tried to break the silly town to the ground.