Day 12 - I love bicycles

class Bike
    puts "DAMMIT I NEED A BIKE IN MY LIFE, A REAL ONE."
end

Usual big working day here, pairing with Julia and getting on with good results on the Boris Bikes project, (here's the real one).

But today I feel like writing more about me and my inner feelings, since this project is hitting on a nerve. Emo shit will follow.

I fucking miss my bike. I actually loved her.

A lot.

I left her (yes, she's a lady) in Milan, and I still haven't copped one here in London, for a number of reasons. I miss riding her (no double entendre here) and cruising the city streets and alleys. So I decided that next week I'll empty my pockets and buy another one, and yes, I know it sounds like betrayal, but I really need to surf this concrete jungle with some wheels. Since my flat is relatively small and has no courtyard, I guess I'll settle for a folding one, even if it sounds weird to have a bike that folds itself. We'll see.

On to the friday, anyway! Cheers lads.