Cycling is like life. Cycling with no goal is meaningless. What meaning is there cycling in circles? Or living aimlessly? Meaning comes from direction and destination. Join me in my life's journey on a mountain bike :)
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
Brown butterfly, yellow spider
Old Birdcage Walk, 51 km. There's a bit of England in Singapore. Even an Oxford Street and Hyde Park. It is a peaceful place, even with (light) aircraft flying overhead. This is, after all, an airport. I also cycle offroad near Jalan Kayu, where I see brown butterflies. Somewhere along the way, I pick up a yellow spider. It must have climbed on board while I was bashing through an abandoned road. How strange life is; usually, butterflies are brightly coloured and spiders dull.