How to fit a young child on a scooter…
Lucky Charm Paper protection. (I prefer a helmet.)
I rode home on my scooter in the rain (not showers, but pouring rain) the other night from work. The rain was so hard that it began to seep though my bike jacket. I was feeling very cold and wet.
But instead of feeling miserable, the strange thing was that I felt grateful (weird huh?!). I think it was because I was thinking about soon arriving home in a nice warm unit, of being dry and having a hot drink. Being uncomfortable made me appreciate being comfortable so much more.
Maybe more of life should be approached like a ride home in the Autumn rain: currently cold and wet, but ever grateful for the times of warmth and comfort we do get given.
Scooter photos from our travels.