I'm pretty tired and the day has been lovely and lively and nearly endless...so here I offer you a series of photos of the different type of motos there are. I feel pretty ambiguous about these machines. Kids can ride them from age 14 on, night and day, which is frankly insane...they're touring around the roundabouts with the giant trucks and *ssholes will jaguars....they die.
The idea of eldest on one in three years makes my knees go week.
By the same token, the idea of riding one myself has a certain appeal. They are so cool!
A girly bike..
Nice paint job! On the good ones you can store the helmet in the seat, and they all have this really cool clip where you can latch your bags or the top of your knapsack on so it doesn't slid off.
This ones catching some rays...
A beefier bike and a potential two seater
The yellow ones in behind are the official post office delivery vehicles...
The other style...a dirt bike. These are crazy annoying...they are incredibly loud and can go too fast, and the yobs on them do go too fast. Far to fast.
Rows of guy bikes. They have to carry their helmets, but that's cool, and they cannot carry anything on the bikes, so no errands are possible.
Nice comfy looking basic bike, it can take two easily...I like these friendlier ones that you can ride in a dress better.
A beat up bike....
We had a little excitement on the street today...there was a jack hammer running for hours and hours near here....it was severely annoying, but look what happened?
Sorry the photo's a little fuzzy, but my feet were getting wet. So were my shins.
I took the photo after the water was being turned off....it went up higher than that upper window and was thundering, rushing, roaring and torrenting down the street. The man had to go and get water from one of the local fonts and haul it back for dinner, just like his ancestors did for hundreds of years.
The water's back on now.