Stuff.
I took on the mammoth task of cleaning our car this weekend. What a joy it is to drive around in my own personal mobile storage unit. Truly. I have a beach towel, cozzie, fleece jacket and beanie at hand for every Cape Town weather condition. Breath mints, a hairbrush, a pair of flats (girls applaud), extra lipgloss and a range of music to mentally prepare myself for using any of the listed items. That's all to be found upfront. Behind the drivers seat you can find warm jackets for kids, extra shoes (unisex so no child has an excuse) water, reading material and at least 2 hats. Crushed nik-naks are optional extras.
I am grateful that storage costs will be going down by 15c/litre on Wednesday.
When I ride my bicycle I have as little as possible. I even reluctantly removed my beloved R2D2 keyring so as to lighten the load. My diary, my phone and some pens. I couldn't be happier.
But..but..but.. you say, what happens if I need all that STUFF and its not there? Then I don't have it. I'll borrow, I'll go without, and I can neither confirm nor deny that I may have just swum in my undergarments when required!
After the big car clean up was complete, I put very little back in.
I have vowed to only take only what I need. This may be the very sustainability message the bike will convey most effectively.
Come ride with me and let go of stuff.
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