When I lived in Brighton, I really wanted a bike. There was a cycle path along the seafront and I had a dream of getting fit; cycling to a secluded spot on the beach to enjoy the sea; fitting my bike with baskets and being able to make the trip to and from tesco without any hassle or bus journeys.
But I was quite particular as to what sort of bike I wanted to own. I either wanted a dutch style ladies bike, step through with sit up and beg handle bars, or I wanted a little Raleigh shopper style bike. To buy new, these bikes cost more than I could afford and the second hand ones were always snapped up before I ever had a change to contact the seller. So... I never got a bike in Brighton and I let my dream wither and die.
Where I lived in London, there were no cycle paths, the traffic was treacherous and I never even entertained the idea of getting a bike.
When I came to Cameri, one of the first things I noticed was the number of bicycles around... parked in the street, without a lock or anything! Just about everyone here seems to have a bike, from kids to grannies and mothers with up to two kids seats attached. Now I'm one of them!
Seeing all those bikes breathed life back into my dream and when I saw they sold bikes at the local supermarket, I got excited. My excitement went through the roof when I saw they were selling my idea of a perfect bike (side stand, bell and dynamo lights included) for only 109 Euro! I ummed and ahhed about it for a few days and finally gave in. I finally own my perfect bike :D
I went into Novara to get my hands on a lock (the Londoner in me can't bear to leave it unlocked in public) and some baskets and now my bike is totally pimped.
I wondered what to call it and the name Shirley popped into my head, It feels right, so now she is Christened. *Drumroll* Everyone, meet Shirley...
Sitting on our balcony like a good girl :)
Look at her fine behind! ♥