Brrrrrm Brrrrrrrrrm!!!
Ever since I was a child, I knew I wanted to ride a motorbike.
My next door neighbours daughter used to ride one, and I thought it was the coolest thing ever.
She would roar up on what looked like an absolute beast to a small child, and tell stories about travelling the world, diving, and all sorts of things that left me agog.
I managed to sneak a few rides in with various boyfriends over the years, but still didn`t think I was ever really going to own my own bike.
But I was wrong.
Sydney transport prices were set to double what I had been paying, so I did some quick maths.
I worked out it would cost me less to get my bike license, gear, a motorbike, and fuel costs for three months, than what it would cost to continue using public transport.
My next door neighbours daughter used to ride one, and I thought it was the coolest thing ever.
She would roar up on what looked like an absolute beast to a small child, and tell stories about travelling the world, diving, and all sorts of things that left me agog.
I managed to sneak a few rides in with various boyfriends over the years, but still didn`t think I was ever really going to own my own bike.
Sydney transport prices were set to double what I had been paying, so I did some quick maths.
I worked out it would cost me less to get my bike license, gear, a motorbike, and fuel costs for three months, than what it would cost to continue using public transport.
Completely ridiculous. I know.
So I did what any sane person would do.
I got my bike.
And can`t wait to jump back in the saddle when I return to Aus.
TOOT TOOT!!!
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