Yes, I bought a bike.
Having a bike is like having a pair of wings. I can fly through the humidity and stay unsweaty, that in itself makes my bike my most precious possession – diamonds be damned!
In my early forays, while trying to get used to cycling in a straight line and not laughing the whole time because it was so delightful, I noticed that people would stare at me now and then. I figured it was because I was weaving and wobbling and laughing my head off, but this staring has continued.
The other day, I finally figured out that I am an oddity, even in a big, international city like Beijing. I’m blonde, voluptuous (ahem) and on the end of the young spectrum, and I’m riding a bike.
So, I started shouting out “Ni hao!” to all my staring fans and have been thrilled when most return a surprised, wide-smiled “Hi!” or “Hello!” or “Ni hao!” and some, mostly the passengers, even give me a jaunty wave. Now, I am not expert enough at this bicycling business to return such a wave, but one day…