I know in these times of eco-friendliness, where we are all trying to save the planet more or less, buying a machine that spews out gas like there is no tomorrow might not be a very value-based decision. But it for some reason doesnt seem to cross my mind as the sound of the engine drowns out my thoughts and i fly over fields of bumps and jumps.
I have gone over to the dark side, forgotten all my friluftsliv values and been reincarnated as evil itself. A pure manifestation.
I have bought myself a snow scooter. And its purple.
Yes, you are allowed to loathe me. I mean, first of all i live on Svalbard, the most environmentally unfriendly place you could live in the world, and i now zoom back and forth on this precious island on a man-made motorized spewer of gas that leads back to the oil companies who so cruelly suck it out and is the root of evil and corruptness in this world. You can send me thoughts of utter disappointment of my lack of responsibility, morals and judgement if that needs be. I will give it some serious thought... for a minute. These thoughts can be sent while picturing me with the wind whipping my face, teeth sticking out everywhere from the hopeless grin spread across it, eyes concentrating under goggles, snow spreading out like waves on the sides and powder flying in the air. If you want.
I have become a wild post-modern cowgirl, in this crazy texas i now live in and there is nothing that is going to keep me from discovering all of this glacier covered island on my purple stallion.
Did i mention the ducktape on the seat covering up the tracks of a nosy polar bear? Thats what i call a trophy! This babay has had an interesting previous life, which im sure is just going to get even better in the upcoming months.
Snow scooter season has just started here last week, and the normally quiet place in which i live is now, right in the middle of the track. I am not the only one going buck wild and so day and night goes by to the sound of zooming scooters. Just another reminder that winter is upon us and the time for fun and games has started. The scooter course for kids is starting up next week, only requirements are personal equipment and the child has to be older than 5. This is Svalbard.
If the sensation to try this wonderful beast becomes to great, the even more horrible flying machine touches down in longyearbyen every afternoon and i will happily be waiting outside on the stallion. The back seat even has handwarmers.
But caution should be advised; the enjoyment can lead to a lack of morals and eco friendly judgement. Zoom Zoom
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