
It's a Minsk. A 125cc, 2-stroke, Soviet made, kick starting, black smoke spewing, little monster. I loved it right away. But I didn't get it. This city is thick with smog already, and this bike gets about the same mileage as my BMW in the States, even though it's about 1/5 the engine size and half the weight. And because it's a 2-stroke, you have to pour oil into the tank each time you get gas, to be burned off as the engine runs. It just seemed like a little more fuel cost, hassle, and environmental damage than necessary.
So I got this...
Even though it's been repainted this nice royal blue, all the locals think it's ugly. To westerners, it looks cool and retro, to Vietnamese people it looks like a pinto. This is the Hyundai motorbikes. (But, if you drove a Hyundai here, you'd be some kind of big shot. Go figure.) There are still a bunch of them on the streets, Honda has actually cranked out over 60 million Cubs since they started making them a half-century ago. But now Vietnamese folks are into newer bikes that have paint jobs taken directly from the spandex pants of 80's hair band lead guitarists, and pseudo-futuristic designs with way too much plastic. Bikes that I would be a little embarrassed to ride. It's funny how culture affects something like this.
In addition to being pretty, it gets great mileage. Unfortunately, like a lot of things here, it makes me look like a giant. It's just fast enough that so I've been able to evade all the pitchfork and torch wielding villagers who fear that I might swallow their pigs and children.
I know I'm really only complaining because the Cubs aren't winning. I even started watching the White Sox in the hopes of seeing a Chicago win, but that just made it worse. But I'm pretty sure the Cubs will win the next three and go on to win the Series. Yeah. Pretty sure...
3 comments:
Oh Frankenstein, your new bike is so cool! I just got myself a new bike too, but it is powered by me, so I don't have to worry about the whole gas and oil thing. You seem great. Email me when you want and let's write more in depth.
xo,
cp
That picture of your helmet with the sticker is the first thing (baseball related) I've been able to laugh in days...
Yesterday, I was still stuck somewhere between disallusionment and mourning. You know, the way you usually feel in September when the Cubs have mathmatically eliminated themselves. Again.
But thanks to the irresistable siren's song of breaking a 100 year record, the heartbreak has not only clung on for a few extra days, it feels like it left a corkscrew like hole in my heart.
Thanks for lifting the veil...if only for a moment.
(sigh) Go Cubs.
And drive safe! I see pictures of the crazy trafic there and I'm concerned about you ending up in the shape of a pancake.
Mmmm. Pancakes.
I went through all 5 stages of grief but I swear I discovered a few more. At least the universe is still in balance. When the Cubs do win it all someday, I weep for some unsuspecting galaxy on the other side of the universe.
-- Sam
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