Saturday, August 05, 2006

The Final Countdown

Yesterday I peeled the shrink wrap off a brand new Qingqi motorcycle. We tore around the city buying all of our last supplies; an amazing feat considering the amount of bureaucracy of acquiring the bike, the number of directions needed to find anything in the city, and the insane traffic.
Traveling through the city was like some mad video game. We wove from the main streets to parallel "bike" lanes, congested with pedestrians, lorries, bicycles, and rubble. The video game had various levels, from open highway to packed arterials to congested side streets to construction zones to stretches of pure mud. "On this street we need to watch out for cops," George told us. That was the cop level.
I've got the hang of the bike. Well enough, anyway.
George just passed out our bayonets. For safety.
"OK, now that we're ready to go, where are we going?" George just announced from the other room. The cicadas outside have raised their hissing to a deafening level and peals of thunder are rolling over the city. It's time to go!

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yea! This is Amanda, I wondered when you were going to start posting because I hadn't been getting any alerts. I decided to check in and it looks like you've been having quite the adventure already. Glad to hear you're safe....or at least still alive (safe is not a word to be used for someone with George I belive) Looking forward to more!

8/07/2006 6:59 AM  
Anonymous Mark Hasson said...

bayonet is slang for condom... right?

8/07/2006 8:10 PM  
Blogger Talan Williams said...

Whoo hoo! Found your blog. Thinking of you and your crew as you continue on your adventure. I look forward to checking back and hearing your wild and crazy stories. Can't wait for you to sing on TV!! Safe travels!!

Yeah, this is from Talan. He can write :)

8/11/2006 9:48 PM  

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