bike down

I made a BAD decision today.  Probably not the only bad decision, but this one was a doozy.

I rode my harley to classes today, enjoying the nice weather.  I decided to park as close to the humanities building as possible.  Crossing over the tiny stream, my cycle was swept down by the water and it was so slimy standing on the concrete crossway, I couldn’t pick up my bike.  Finally I had some volunteers who didn’t mind wet feet.

As if Spanish isn’t bad enough, two hours of it soaking wet with nasty smelling creek water took the prize.  Life is interesting.

~P.   (who has showered and washed her smelly clothes)