Sunday, July 30, 2006

Tipping the Balance

Just finished The Motorcycle Diaries (this is probably my last post on the subject, for now). I didn't want to finish the book. I loved it. Particularly for the insight to the young man Ernesto Guevara (or Ernie Lynch). I liked this person. I don't know what the older man was really like but I intend finding out.

It was like meeting a young person at club, going on a journey of discovery with them and then meeting them years later. You want to know what they have become. I see the iconic image of Che Guevara and wonder how far away from the young man he was he ventured.

I look at myself and see the young person I was...reminded of my time hitching through Spain and getting a lift from a guy on a motorcycle (it was probably a moped!) and hopping on with my rucksack only to tip the bike back to land on my rear, partially cushioned by the rucksack on my back.

I wonder how much I have changed in 20 years. I can't think that I have and that I haven't in some ways. I am me and all that has changed about me is everything but incrementally over time and not all at once...there seems to be always a constant theme though, like a theme song in a movie. I can't hear it - but on days like the day that I struggled to keep balanced on the motorbike for a few miles towards a church where I planned to meet my parents, I could hear a faint tune which I couldn't make out clearly, but knew was there.

I try to find that song.
Some days other music drowns it out.
Some days noise pollution makes it impossible.
Some days I forget its there.
Some days I have to try really hard to remember what it sounds like.
And some days I could just as well be riding that motorbike in Spain...struggling to keep balanced but enjoying the sun on my face and the cliched wind in my hair, exhilarated with life and looking forward to a bright future...with my theme tune playing in the background.

'Wish I knew my theme tune - if i did I'd play it all the time. Do you know yours?


At 30/7/06 4:08 pm, Blogger Thomas said...

"the cliched wind in my hair"

sounds like someone wasn't wearing a helmet!

tut tut tut!

At 30/7/06 8:01 pm, Blogger Roz said...

I thought you might notice the 'wind in my hair', lol....i should also not have been hitch-hiking or getting on the back of a motorbike with a big rucksack or talking to well as that I shouldn't have assumed that there would be only one church in the town my parents were going on holiday to and realised that when they weren't at the church I was at, at the time we had arranged that there would be another church a few miles down the road where they would be waiting...but that comes of making arrangements to meet where none of us had ever been before...

Oh and on the motorbike, with my rucksack, at the speed we were going snails were overtaking us and know how snails laugh...a little like lobsters but useless for improving your bowling!

At 30/7/06 8:57 pm, Blogger Thomas said...

lol sounds like you had a great time!

oh BTW

do not mock the lobster!

slurp slurp slurp........


At 1/8/06 10:02 am, Blogger Thomas said...

hey roz,

just got to the hotel and sent the postcard to club.

if it doesn´t get there by thursday then you guys will have to make something up.

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