The Heat
I love my scooter but I’m also sick of it. Again, it is broken and again I need to spend R300 on repairing it. What is Vuka’s story? Do they sell these toys on the basis that constant repairs are a warranted necessity? Sure, it beats car hire in Cape Town (the prices for keeping a rental for lengthy periods of time are astronomical). A fully paid-off mode of transport is one of the greatest weapons in any man’s arsenal but perhaps I should get a bigger gun. I will be test-driving the Cherry QQ on Wednesday and with some luck, acquiring it before the month is over. You reach a certain point in your life when a car becomes an essential purchase and today is that day.
It is both a shame and a pity that I did not have my scooter this weekend. The heat was unbearable and a breezy ride on my Vuka would have undoubtedly cooled my fiery temperament, as it were. The temperature gauge indicated 29 degrees, but in the dark heart of Cape Town [Zonnebloem] it was more like 35 degrees. I left all the windows of my apartment open, switched the fan on and zoned out in the hope that less activity would lower my body temperature. I spent the entire weekend doing absolutely nothing, other than gaming that is. Summer is a cruel mistress, but her rewards [tanning, swimming and scooting] bear much fruit over the long months.









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