Friday, May 7, 2010

13. Drive a scooter, come home alive


Last Friday night I was taught how to drive a scooter! After a catering job with a foreign dignitary, I got gussied up, went out in the big bitch heels. Met up with Melvin at 18th Street Lounge, hung out for a minute and then went to an empty parking lot by Catholic University. I drove the scooter all by myself around the parking lot, three times!

Never panic and pull the front brake. apparently, as long as I remember this, I'll be fine in Barbados.

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