My new (old) bike!
Originally uploaded by dckatastrophe
Lots of big, life purchases are made in your mid-twenties. I know people buying rings, buying homes, buying cars, or buying time. You know, for their grown up lives of homeownership, parenting, and credit-having.
I just bought the most gorgeous vintage bicycle. Really, who needs a better life-stage purchase than that?
It's true, it wasn't expensive. Five crisp twenties handed over to some kindly Dutch lady who was moving back to the Netherlands who had this bike while she was here.
She loved this bike, all three speeds of it. The fenders especially, for the rain.
I like it because this is a dream. Well, part of the dream.
Since I've lived in DC, I've wanted a bike. Since I was an idiot eighteen-year-old, wide-eyed with the city life. Specifically, with a basket. To put a puppy in. And streamers. Perhaps a horn. To ride to Eastern Market. To purchase veggies and fresh flowers. To ride home to my perfect life.
Now I have the bike. No basket or streamers or puppy or veggies. Just yet. But I live near Eastern Market. And I sometimes have fresh flowers.
I might have to buy this first. But otherwise. I like this stage. Free transportation is a good thing.