Dream of:05 April 2002 "Lollypop Song"
I was riding a motorbike throughNew Boston – in a hurry to pass through the town – when the motor suddenly stopped working. I stopped to check it out; the bike wouldn't start. I stood on the sidewalk, uncertain whether I was out of gas or whether the battery had died. A friendly fellow probably in his mid-twenties pulled up next to me on a mid-sized maroon-colored motorcycle. I asked him where I could charge my battery. He gave me directions to three different places, the nearest of which was just a few blocks away. I asked him to repeat those directions. He did so and then pulled off on his motorcycle. I wished I had a motorcycle like his instead of this little motorbike. But, at least I was still able to peddle my bike. So, pedaling, I headed down some back streets through sections of New Boston which I had never seen before.
Desperate to get out of New Boston, I reached a scenic part of town where picturesque houses surrounded a small park. Encircled by a little rock fence, the park was traversed by white concrete sidewalks. The houses around the park looked like lovely miniature German castles. Many children under 10 years old – dressed in little Bavarian-style clothing – were in the park. One ancient woman was with them. The children were doing a skit and singing a song with sounded like the Lollypop Song from the movie The Wizard of Oz. I had to be careful as I steered through them. Were bicycles even allowed here? I finally managed to squeeze through. I might like to come back here someday and visit. But now, I just wanted to move on as quickly as possible and get out of here. I had such a desperate feeling.
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