adapting.

Last night Chrissy had some people over to have dinner and play some cards. After a game of Up and Down the River, I decided to go home. I walk down to get my bike to find out that it is raining. It's the kind of rain, that back when I was working at Graul's, people would rather hang out in the lobby for a couple minutes and wait for it to "pass" instead of running to their cars. I was really tired and knew that waiting didn't really make much sense in my case because I was still going to bike home, so whether the rain decided to "let up" or stay strong, I was still going to get wet.
I remembered that in my purse I had my umbrella. I decided to do as the Chinese and ride with one hand on the handle bars and the other holding an umbrella over my head.





Tonight, Natalie, Adrienne and I went to get massages. We debated how we would get there...walk...bike...taxi. Adrienne and I both have a bike but Natalie hasn't ridden on in a long time and doesn't have a desire to start. As we sat and watched tv, wasting some time before our massages, we realized that we didn't have enough time to walk there, we would ahve to ride a bike or take a taxi. It's not far to Dragon Fly, so it seemed silly to take a taxi...eventually, we decided on taking our bikes. My bike is like the bike in the picture above, and it has a rack on top of the back wheel, which can be used for putting a bag of groceries, carrying something heavy and in most cases in china, tranporting a person. Natalie rode on the back of my bike, just like the Chinese do. It is a LOT harder than it looks. Turns no longer can be as sharp as before, legs have to work a little bit harder and you never want to come to a full stop. We laughed the whole time, interrupted with some screams when I thought a bus and a car were going to hit us.
I can't imagine what the Chinese thought when they saw two foreigners on one bike, both with blonde hair. Definitely a recipe for some staring.