Z & C (5)

(i)

   This was ZM's first moment. I got it from his "journal" that he wrote in periodically in Holland:

"Traffic lights went against my favour, hence I decided not to follow gary, and that was when he bumped into the black junkie. And while cycling on a roundabout way, guess who I found. Lost and confused. A girl clad in purple with long hair and a black cap waiting for someone to come by. Crystal. She heaved a sigh of relief. I stopped in my tracks. Two confused and lost souls met. "

(ii) 

      All three of us had finally managed to get a bicycle each and started to cycle through the city centre. However, I wasn't used to the speed at which everyone cycled and actually hit my bicycle on one of the small stone pillars. I was cycling way back and ZM and G were in front. Later, ZM noticed that my bicycle was kind of funny. I told him that my bicycle pedal actually broke into half. 

    Later that day, we went canoeing in the Utrecht canals. I canoed with G, and ZM canoed with an extremely tall guy from Kazakhstan we had met on a city tour earlier. It was a huge group and kind of fun in the you are only young once way. At some points, when the canal was still, and the moon shone down, it seemed almost magical. Other times, when there were really tiny bridges, it was really a push of faith that we could actually make it through to the other side! 

 Much later that day, it was early dawn, I think, hours after we were all back in our apartments from the midnight canoeing, I heard rustling sounds outside. I looked out of the window and there was ZM bending down over my bicycle. 

   I laughed, "What are you doing? 

  ZM looked sheepish and said he was going to fix my bicycle pedal. He told me to go to sleep. 

  It was simultaneously embarrassing and insides-wanting-to-break-out hilarious. 

   That was the first moment for me.