from 5/1/15 In the course I registered for, there are 3 other scholarship winners out of 5 women in the 16 person class. Most everyone has a different idea they intend to use the knowledge for. Frame building, low income cycling advocacy, family cycling advocacy, mechanic, adapted bicycles for veterans and more. There is a... Continue Reading →
Wednesday and I made it to The Cycle Hostel. There are a lot of cyclists here. Mostly on mountain bikes. With existence is rooted in resistance, my colorful being will have to self censor while here... QWOC plight. Loud girl problems. Tomorrow, UBI.
Just a week before leaving. The decision to document my experience came from the idea that I should capitalize off of myself the same way UBI and QBP most certainly will. If, as suggested by my sister in law, that I be the sacrifice for others to succeed, so fucking be it. I'll go to attain... Continue Reading →