Today was a work-hard-physically-and-leave-you-feeling-satisfactorily-exhaused-type day—which especially after lying prone on my back with malaria for a good chunk of last week, felt amazing. I was mainly running around town getting the paperwork necessary to print up and bind a whole bunch of copies of the curriculum I wrote, so that all the Care For Life staff (as well as myself) can get copies and be trained in them before I leave. Way satisfying—both to be doing such a last-pillar-of-my-work-here type of thing, and also to be out and about all day in the Mozambican sun on my bike.
It’s been a good day.
4 comments:
You're not still running that crap Chinese bike are you? That thing weighs more than a car. I feel like I ask you this question every three months and the answer is always a self satisfied "YES!" I hope this is not so, because I bet it's a twisted rusted pile of metal by now...
In any case, I applaud eternal bicycle love. It's the only enduring love affair of my life.
I wonder if this thing lets you post pics...
Here is my bike, it is made of thunder and lightning.
http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f24/thegreenphone/Rush-Hour.jpg
Seriously, what have you got against my tank? He may not be made of thunder and lightning, but he's 100% pure overly-heavy-awesome.
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