Scout

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Meet Scout. Scout has a young soul and an old(ish) body. She enjoys long rides out of town where she loves to just relax (aka breakdown) and chill. She also likes long strolls down the sidewalk (aka getting a flat tire) in the heat of the burning Laotian sunshine. Scout sure is a little trickster but we love her anyway.

We found Scout about two weeks ago. She’s a 1984 Honda Super Cub something something something (aka more letters and numbers). The first full day of ownership we really did breakdown on the outskirts of the city. After she spent a weekend at the mechanic, we had about two days before the flat tire.

My mom commented that “Everyone needs a friend to keep us on our toes” and I believe she’s right. When Scout stops working, we have to negotiate the circumstances without losing our patience. Rob and I have to work as a team to find help, stay safe and learn even more about Vientiane.

I surprised myself the first time she broke down. We were far from home. Nobody spoke a word of english. It seemed like we could really be stuck, but at no point did either of us give up or even get annoyed. A previous version of me would have been freaking out, but this strange new Expat Rachael 3.6 kept calm, helped or stayed quiet as needed. Rob found assistance in a new friend who drove to where we were and led us to a great mechanic who specializes in the classic bikes.

The afternoon of the flat tire was extremely hot. I had an overflowing backpack full of groceries. Rob was pushing Scout as I tried to keep up. Sweat dripped from places I didn’t even know could sweat. It was Sunday which means most shops are closed, but he didn’t give up and I didn’t either even though I felt like I was going to keel over. A stranger walking by spoke enough English to help us when Rob asked for a local mechanic. This stranger walked into a minimart to ask as we waited. He even hurried around the corner to check that the shop was, in fact, open and able to help us.

Once again saved by the kindness of a stranger.

I found water while Rob watched the mechanics work their magic. Soon Scout was ready to go and we were on our way home. I’m beginning to suspect that this motorbike really does have ulterior motives.

She knows when it’s time to spill us out of our comfort zone right into the lap of a learning experience.

Scout is named after a character in one of my all time favorite books: To Kill a Mockingbird. It’s a name for a tenacious, brave but sensitive soul and fits our new wheels perfectly.

“Courage is not a man with a gun in his hand. It’s knowing you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do.”

-Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

 

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6 comments

  1. Wonderful!
    It makes me smile to hear about challenges that make us blossom. If we stay awake, as you are, EVERY challenge will be viewed with wonderment. “WHAT will I learn, how can this make me stronger, who will notice this diamond taking shape. How will I BE of service and pay it forward”. At a certain point in life, when you feel like your “Hell” has broken you to almost nothing, kicking you while your down, this is where you crumble and suffer the rest of life or, you emerge glowing and invincible! And WHY NOT, you feel like you’ve been to hell and back. What could be worse NOW?? NOW you might even smile with a slight giggle, saying, BRING IT, I’m ready! of course, this is always where my favorite musicals come to my rescue. Giving me a song in my head, always “Makes the medicine GO down”!
    Your LIVvvvvvING your life Rachel.:-) WOW, JUST WOW!!!!!

  2. “If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly those moments.”
    Anne Morrow Lindbergh

    I am so glad that these moments present themselves to you when you need them, when you can handle them, when you can be enriched by them.

    Scout for the win!

    Be well.


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