trying something new

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Egypt
seen from Egypt

seen from Netherlands
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from United States
trying something new
Would you ride with me?
All Ducati Sport Classic 1000-1000s & GT 1000 models are assembled... but what's next? Are you ready to reach new heights in the world of motorcycles?
My instagram | igorclassicrider
Subscribe and share your thoughts in the comments. If you are interested in learning more about my Ducati collection, please ask, I will be happy to chat with like-minded people.
Classic | Retro | Vintage | CafeRacer | Passion | legacy
My mom longs for traditions but lacks the wherewithal to actually develop any. Growing up she’d always try to make some new Christmas gimmick that we could do each year. They never stuck. She’d forget, or we wouldn’t want to continue and she’d give up.
One year she had us sew our own stockings. This wasn’t a huge hit as I was requested to sew immediately upon waking, a skill I largely lack. My brother hated his inadequacy as I don’t think he’d gotten even the cursory education I had with a needle and thread. I think mom thought we’d make new ones each year and they’d be like a fun memento. Our dissatisfaction with the whole thing meant we skipped it the next year and I’ve been using the same janky stocking that I sewed half asleep ever since.
For two years she tried to do holiday cookie decorating but my dad griped about all the sugar in the house while gorging on cookies and the tradition faded away.
For a few years she remembered to always put a geode in the stocking that we could break open with a hammer. It was fun at first, but I had to eventually ask her to stop because I didn’t have anywhere to keep a million geodes.
We went to movies some years but trying to find a film we all wanted to see proved troublesome enough that it fizzled out.
This last holiday she just announced they’d be leaving for December and didn’t do anything with family at all.
She pines for familial connection while having little idea of how to maintain relationships. It’s more important for her to have a smiling picture as a memory than to actually be happy. She wants a picture perfect family that gets along and is constantly disappointed by what she has instead.
One of her favorite photos is the last camping trip we went on as a family, me and my siblings with their kids. She croons about how nice it was to have us all together and I don’t say that all I remember from the trip is learning my brother was a drug addict and seeing my sister hit my nephew across the face.
I reached out recently to suggest that since we’ve all got bikes now and my parents are both officially retired we can do a weekly bike ride. This was met with delight and excitement.
We had our first ride today and it was genuinely pretty fun. We’ll see if it can last a month.
Vrooooommmmm sunset ride🦟 (all I can think when I ride my bike is that one tiktok sound that goes, “I’m fucking crazy, but I’m free”. Just an anxious girly trying to burn out the anxiety and sadness)
I’m in!!!