vespaless in los angeles

in an effort to streamline my personal finances in the changing global economy, contribute less to an environmental meltdown, and further challenge myself on the rough and rutty streets of los angeles, i have come to a decision.

henceforth, i will be vespa-less. in lieu of riding a 200cc engine on matching pirelli rubbers, I will be cruising down santa monica boulevard on a vintage schwinn frame, courtesy of dad. this summer, while dad was still on summer break from colombia, he found his '74 racing cycle in my uncle's basement and shipped it west, to my apartment in the city.

all that's standing between me and full-time cycling is my post on craigslist. i'm waiting for the right new owner to come claim his beloved — if gently worn—vespa. it was three year and many memories ago that i hopped on the seat of my first motor-powered ride, and losing him will be counted as a loss. living on art shows, oceans, and martinis in los angeles, however, my health may be the final winner in this change.