My pride and joy is back!
When I left Korea last time, I left my favorite Korean thing with my favorite Korean friend. She kept it all this time and gave it back to me today! It has a flat tire, the kickstand is a little rusted, and the seat needs readjusted for my height, but otherwise it looks about the same. I walked it back to my temporary apartment today and was delighted with how good the handlebar felt under my glove. I told my neighbor friend that rolling my bike back felt beautiful and perfect in a way I couldn't describe, that it was almost like a hero cowboy reuniting with his horse. Naturally, he laughed at that (or, probably more accurately, me), but words cannot express how good and right it feels to have my own bike back.
Unfortunately, this weekend is Seollal, which means the bike shop's closed. I guess the earliest that I can get it "up to speed" again (har har?) is Tuesday.
Today I went to a coffee shop for breakfast and then the store to get some groceries (this whole time I've had nothing food-wise in my apartment because it's just been way too cold to warrant going all the way out there at night), and all I kept on thinking about was how slowly the ground was moving underneath my feet because I wasn't sailing by atop my bicycle.
I can't wait to get it back in shape so I can ride it everywhere again! Hooray!
