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Mar. 2nd, 2006 08:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
changeyourstars8So, after a little while of not starting to read anything new (shame on me) I picked up Long Way Round and started reading it.
This book is making me want a motorcycle, darnit. And I don't even know how to ride one.
Okay, so I sortof do-- get on behind someone else, and wait for the Risk-Taking Suicidal Voice of Doom to start in with, "Going seventy is too slow. And who needs a helmet, anyway?"
Actually, I don't even need a Suicidal Voice to get me in trouble. Once, when Chris still had a working motorcycle, we went to a neighboring town at dusk, and by the time we headed back it was really late. So we're on this monotonous stretch of road, and I'd been up early that morning, and I started getting drowsy but figured I could make it to town--
Next thing I know we're at the side of the road, and Chris sounded very, very stressed. I'd stuck my hands in his coat pockets and fallen asleep, on the back of a motorcycle that didn't even have a sissy bar.
This book is making me want a motorcycle, darnit. And I don't even know how to ride one.
Okay, so I sortof do-- get on behind someone else, and wait for the Risk-Taking Suicidal Voice of Doom to start in with, "Going seventy is too slow. And who needs a helmet, anyway?"
Actually, I don't even need a Suicidal Voice to get me in trouble. Once, when Chris still had a working motorcycle, we went to a neighboring town at dusk, and by the time we headed back it was really late. So we're on this monotonous stretch of road, and I'd been up early that morning, and I started getting drowsy but figured I could make it to town--
Next thing I know we're at the side of the road, and Chris sounded very, very stressed. I'd stuck my hands in his coat pockets and fallen asleep, on the back of a motorcycle that didn't even have a sissy bar.
