I Want to Ride My Bicycle

After a bit of confusion I finally got a correctly registered bike. It's so nice to confidently ride past police officers without fervently praying that they don't stop me and ask for registration. In honor of my new registration I stopped and talked to three cops this evening (I should mention that my getting hopelessly lost probably played into this).

When I got the bike, I discovered two unexpected devolopments. The first was that the bike is pink. Yeah, you heard me. I'll be riding a bright magenta vehicle to school everyday for the next three and a half months. Go ahead and laugh it up. Hardy, har, har. The second surprise more than made up for it though. Instead of the usual anemic mamochan, it's a three speed. Unlike the vast majority of Japanese bikes I can change gears for hills. Pretty neat, eh?