Last Sunday was a record-breaking day for me. It marked the longest time I was ever on a bike.
We went to Versailles, the ever famous palace for the French Royalty, its residents include Marie Antoinette. I was expecting the palace to be really grand and unbelievable oozing with grandeur and impracticality. Of course, I wasnt disappointed. What surprised me was the HUGE size of the palace grounds. Entire stretch of Makati could possibly fit within those grounds. And of course, we wouldnt be able to explore the grounds on foot. Well, yes we could but then again, it would've taken the whole day just to walk around. So we rented a bike.

The big question was, "sinong hindi marunong mag bike?" And of course, I didnt reply. After all, I can ride a bike. I never said I was good. I just knew how. But the minute I started moving, it seemed harder than I remembered it to be. A few minutes later I noticed I was moving more to my right no matter what I did. Apparently, the darned thing wasnt aligned! Of course I had to notice it just when I was riding close to a jogger...needless to say I ended up hitting his foot, and I fell. Thank god, they didnt see me. Well okay they did, but they saw me after I fell. Which is good. A salvaged a little bit of my pride.

But the longer I was on the bike, the more comfortable I felt. So maybe I still didnt like having anyone close by while riding, but then, the fact that I was doing okay was good enough for me.

So anyway, later in the afternoon we went inside Versailles. Too bad there were too many visitors at the time, some of the rooms, particularly the antechambers (and the antechamber to the antechamber...), were full of tour groups and their guides speaking in tongues. The Hall of Mirrors was grand, but a little construction on one end of the hall ruined the effect.

I wish I can stay longer so I can come back and savor the place some more. But I guess I'll have to wait for some other time. Maybe next year, or two years from now, or more...

*sigh*