Sunday, May 8, 2011
Did I catch you there on a bicycle, ten steps away from Osaka-jo
I love it.
I inherited this pink ママチャリ (mamachari, or city bike) from dearly missed Eve, and I adore it (the bike, not her departure). Since my beloved, late Blair Buttercream in Marugame was a victim of bike theft, I have been craving some bike riding. It seriously changed my Osaka life. Riding the subway and always being underground does not make you see and appreciate your surroundings. Since I started riding the bike, I discovered so many new neighbourhoods and areas, and suddenly I can easily navigate and understand the city.
Cycling in Osaka is completely different from riding around in the rice fields of Shikoku... it's a bit more dangerous, but quite a bit more busy and interesting. A year ago, when I would take mini trips to Osaka, I never would have imagined that I'd one day be riding my bike on the Dotonbori Bridge or Mido-suji Avenue. It's quite exciting.
Things have been difficult and lonely lately, for so many reasons. But riding the bike gets me so high, and I cannot explain the feeling of freedom and carelessness that is involved with cycling downtown in Namba, amidst the neon lights, crowds, and narrow alleys.
Now, it needs a name. Any ideas?