Putting brain into my riding

Thursday, April 24th, 2008 Latitude: S Longitude: E

Good news for the parents and chicken farmers of this world: I have started to take lessons in driving a motorcycle! The wild days of my un-licenced driving will soon be over. Heike, my teacher is happy with me and made me switch from the small to the big bike she has in her school in the middle of the lessons.

Driving in Cologne is quite different from driving in, say, Kathmandu. There the rule is: there are rules, but no one cares, which everyone knows so honk your horn, be a happy driver and a happy survivor – it’s more about getting somewhere than killing someone. Here, the killing is quite an option it feels as long as all rules – and there are many – are properly obeyed. For a motorcycle rider it’s more “duck and cover”. By the way of ducks, one thing I had to learn is to keep my feet straight “don’t let them hang loose” says Heike, “you look like a duck!” Well, if we are already talking about esthetics, it can’t be that bad, I figured.