Another City Life Adventure
Yesterday afternoon I took my scooter to Safeway for a clove of garlic, some thin spaghetti and V8 Juice. The 46 ounce bottles of V8 were on sale – lucky me – 3 for $3 each, or 5 for $2 each… regular price $4.49 each. I drink a lot of V8, so I sprung for 5. Such a deal.
The cloth bag was heavy, too heavy to hang on my handlebar, so I strapped it on the back of the scooter with a bungee cord and started home.
Coming up the Union Street hill, I just made the light. Across Polk and hitting the upslope of the big hill I was going pretty fast. Suddenly I felt the absence of the bag against my backside and heard a thwap! Uh oh… think I lost my load. I stopped quickly, backed against the curb and dismounted.
The bag was still under the bungee cord, but it held only two bottles, the spaghetti and the garlic bulb. I saw one bottle bump against a car tire and go wildly rolling down the hill to the intersection – a taxi swerved to avoid it.
I went to retrieve it and spotted another bottle against the curbside rear tire of a van parked at the corner. That’s four bottles.
I got on my hands and knees and looked under the cars on my side of the street. Nothing. Thinking a bottle might have rolled across Polk, I walked down past the bus stop and looked under those cars. Nothing. Walking back up the hill, I saw a bottle had made it across the street to lodge against the front curbside tire of the car at the intersection.
Those V8 bottles are slippery, but very strong and well sealed.