Today I crashed my bike for the third time in my life And first time with my Sportster.
It was around 2am. Leaving club to go home. It's dark. Nobody on the road. Coldest night of this month. I'm at a intersection. My glasses are fogging up at every red light. As I drive off, fog in my glasses clears. This time before it clears, I see a median coming right at me. Well I going right at it.
Boom
I hit it.
As with any crash, it happens fast. You only remember three things.
1. Coming to know that I will crash
2. Impact
3. Getting up to assess the damage.
Bike is laying on its right on the otherside of the road. Surprisingly I was able to pick it up. Bike started. I bring it to McDonald parking lot. Walk around the bike to see all the damage.
Damaged windshield. Scraped engine guard, right hand brake.
Completely busted right saddle bag.
Chipped front fender
Gas tank dented (left handle bar hit the tank)
Biggest of all is my wrist. Pain gotten worse and worse. By the time i got home I couldn't open a bottle with my left hand.
Morning after pain is even worse. Limiting me to use only right hand.
As with any crash. Regret comes first. Slight anger and rage. Talking to God.
Tell myself "at least I'm alive. At least I didn't break any bone"
Yet, that regret is not east to just brush off .
I see a voicemail from Katy.
Recently I have gotten a call from Alex.
I just came to realization that those people who made the effort to be in my life are the ones who have lived with me. Alex Ilan Katy.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Couchsurfing
More I experience CS, more joyful it becomes. I get to meet some of the most extraordinary and unique minded people.it is capturing and addiciting.
I had my third surfer stay for four days. Her name is Kanako Noda. I called her Kanakosan.
She spoke as good of English as I speak Spanish. The four days were filled with activities.
First day we went to Epcot. We shared small talk. Due to lack of fluency in Kanako's English, we converse slowly, with patience and choosing our words carefully. We both speak slowly and very clearly. I am careful to not get carried on talking incessantly because I will lose her. She pays attention and when I lose her she stops me and ask me to repeat. Sometimes we are forced to use a dictionary. I am used to this from learning English and Spanish. I understand what she is going through. We give each other space. We do not rush to fill the silence with empty words.
We share difference between eastern and western culture. We share difference and common grounds between Korea and Japan. We know shared history between Japan and Korea. She know about media richness such as Kpop, Korean dramas, Japanese animation, kimchi and sushi. We talk about where we are headed in near future as well as down the road from now. Yet richest drone we share is what is front of us; exploring Disney world.
It was her first time in her life to ride a motorcycle, yet she feels brave or comfortable enough to fall asleep on it. I only know one other person who can do that. Surprisingly Kanako is night owl just like me, we stayed up till 3am and wake up 8am to go back to Disney animal kingdom. This time my excitement for animals show, talking with Disney people who hold each animal information responsible are my favorite people. We talk about their behavior, origin, food they eat, how they grow and their rarity in the world and it is so fascinating. I could just stand their talk about animals forever. More rare they are more I am interested. Especially if I have never seen it. I am losing Kanako so we move. We chase after tiger to have a closer look.
I take her to downtown Orlando to show her club scene. She has never been in a club in her life. She stop by every bars and clubs. Not surprising, she likes the karaoke bar the best. There we meet some Korean loving frenzy people, drunk and incessantly asking me to sing Gangnam style and it's dance. I politely refuse but eventually give in except I dance my usual running man and shuffle. Attempt newly practiced move glide, but failed. Kanako doesn't dance so we go home and have a mid night snack, Korean ramen. It's too spicy for her. I guess Japanese and Korean don't share that spicy taste.
She is the first japanse person that I got to know. I see the reserved side in her, the way many westerners expect Asians to behave. Yet, she is not shy to ask questions and have difficult conversations.
Third day we go for a ride to Sarasota, on the way we stopped by my new Korean friend and Fabrizio. Fabrizio joins for the ride to Sarasota. There we share a pitcher of beer at daquiry deck and meet up with his friend Sunnie and ride out to the beach. After watching sunset, we ride fast toward Tampa to see annual pirate parade and it is crazy. Road is blocked for parade and sidewalks are filled with people block after block. It's like new Orleans Mardi GRAS that I saw on tv. Beads being thrown, slutty outfit, pirate outfit, makeups, loud music, aggressive drunk people yelling "show him your tits" I invite Dustin, but couldn't meet due to madness on the street. We head back home, shivering through cold wind blowing at us going 80mph on I-4. We are cold and tired. We have not slept much. We both get on our iPads and iPhone and have time to ourselves.
I remember my days of traveling when I always needed some time to myself to check email, CS and facebook to organize near future plan for the travel. When she is ready to mingle, she comes find me and we talk. Show some of our pictures in our phones.
Fourth day is a chill day, we sleep in a bit. Visit local park and go for a long walk. I teach her Spanish because she is going to Peru and Bolivia soon. I teacher some of the most essential for travel. Bathroom, ordering food, hello, good bye, numbers and please. She learns fast and has great memorizing skill.
Saying good bye was difficult than anticipated. We bonded, we became friends and will be maintain touch in the future.
I think of my past hosts in Mexico, venezuela and Colombia. We exchange long messages on FB. Tell each other on our experiences that we did not tell or shared in the reference on CS.
I had my third surfer stay for four days. Her name is Kanako Noda. I called her Kanakosan.
She spoke as good of English as I speak Spanish. The four days were filled with activities.
First day we went to Epcot. We shared small talk. Due to lack of fluency in Kanako's English, we converse slowly, with patience and choosing our words carefully. We both speak slowly and very clearly. I am careful to not get carried on talking incessantly because I will lose her. She pays attention and when I lose her she stops me and ask me to repeat. Sometimes we are forced to use a dictionary. I am used to this from learning English and Spanish. I understand what she is going through. We give each other space. We do not rush to fill the silence with empty words.
We share difference between eastern and western culture. We share difference and common grounds between Korea and Japan. We know shared history between Japan and Korea. She know about media richness such as Kpop, Korean dramas, Japanese animation, kimchi and sushi. We talk about where we are headed in near future as well as down the road from now. Yet richest drone we share is what is front of us; exploring Disney world.
It was her first time in her life to ride a motorcycle, yet she feels brave or comfortable enough to fall asleep on it. I only know one other person who can do that. Surprisingly Kanako is night owl just like me, we stayed up till 3am and wake up 8am to go back to Disney animal kingdom. This time my excitement for animals show, talking with Disney people who hold each animal information responsible are my favorite people. We talk about their behavior, origin, food they eat, how they grow and their rarity in the world and it is so fascinating. I could just stand their talk about animals forever. More rare they are more I am interested. Especially if I have never seen it. I am losing Kanako so we move. We chase after tiger to have a closer look.
I take her to downtown Orlando to show her club scene. She has never been in a club in her life. She stop by every bars and clubs. Not surprising, she likes the karaoke bar the best. There we meet some Korean loving frenzy people, drunk and incessantly asking me to sing Gangnam style and it's dance. I politely refuse but eventually give in except I dance my usual running man and shuffle. Attempt newly practiced move glide, but failed. Kanako doesn't dance so we go home and have a mid night snack, Korean ramen. It's too spicy for her. I guess Japanese and Korean don't share that spicy taste.
She is the first japanse person that I got to know. I see the reserved side in her, the way many westerners expect Asians to behave. Yet, she is not shy to ask questions and have difficult conversations.
Third day we go for a ride to Sarasota, on the way we stopped by my new Korean friend and Fabrizio. Fabrizio joins for the ride to Sarasota. There we share a pitcher of beer at daquiry deck and meet up with his friend Sunnie and ride out to the beach. After watching sunset, we ride fast toward Tampa to see annual pirate parade and it is crazy. Road is blocked for parade and sidewalks are filled with people block after block. It's like new Orleans Mardi GRAS that I saw on tv. Beads being thrown, slutty outfit, pirate outfit, makeups, loud music, aggressive drunk people yelling "show him your tits" I invite Dustin, but couldn't meet due to madness on the street. We head back home, shivering through cold wind blowing at us going 80mph on I-4. We are cold and tired. We have not slept much. We both get on our iPads and iPhone and have time to ourselves.
I remember my days of traveling when I always needed some time to myself to check email, CS and facebook to organize near future plan for the travel. When she is ready to mingle, she comes find me and we talk. Show some of our pictures in our phones.
Fourth day is a chill day, we sleep in a bit. Visit local park and go for a long walk. I teach her Spanish because she is going to Peru and Bolivia soon. I teacher some of the most essential for travel. Bathroom, ordering food, hello, good bye, numbers and please. She learns fast and has great memorizing skill.
Saying good bye was difficult than anticipated. We bonded, we became friends and will be maintain touch in the future.
I think of my past hosts in Mexico, venezuela and Colombia. We exchange long messages on FB. Tell each other on our experiences that we did not tell or shared in the reference on CS.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Why do we exist?
To laugh
To coexist
To please
To feel pleasure
To feel significant
To love
To be loved
To dream
To feel rush
To coexist
To please
To feel pleasure
To feel significant
To love
To be loved
To dream
To feel rush
아저씨
Met a Korean guy and he was very delighted to see me because this town has very few Koreans. I stayed for couple hours and was fed dinner, smokes, and beer. Met couple of locals who hang out there and shared many jokes.
We talked about many background story; family, where we lived or been to in our life.
He bought this Latin grocery store and in process of turning it into a Korean/Jamaican restaurant.
He told me about Modern Day Slavery.
He said 장사하는 사람들이 hire ph students.
He means business owners but in layman term in Korean.
Yesterday I read somewhere that A students work for C students
I felt same connotation reading in Einstein s bio. It means A students are obedient and they follow rules and systems. C students are rebels and mischiefs who break and challenge rules.
We talked about many background story; family, where we lived or been to in our life.
He bought this Latin grocery store and in process of turning it into a Korean/Jamaican restaurant.
He told me about Modern Day Slavery.
He said 장사하는 사람들이 hire ph students.
He means business owners but in layman term in Korean.
Yesterday I read somewhere that A students work for C students
I felt same connotation reading in Einstein s bio. It means A students are obedient and they follow rules and systems. C students are rebels and mischiefs who break and challenge rules.
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