It was never my intention. I had thought about it before, but I totally didn't see it coming. It happened a few weeks ago now, when I was walking around the city center of Bordeaux with my friend Sandra when we found out that a new store had just opened its doors; so we went inside to explore.
There it was. The pennyboard. Laying in a stack of hundreds of other pennyboards. For those who don't know what a pennyboard is; it is a small board, low to the ground, four wheels, in this case four wheels that ray a blue red-ish lights when they roll. At first when I saw the board, I was not sold. I had never owned a pennyboard before, and the only one time before I had actually stood on one I was continuously scared to fall.
But it was twelve euros. Twelve euros for a pennyboard. It was an opening stunt. Last week, when a friend came over we skated around a little and he was keen on buying one himself; but even on Chinese webshops pennyboards are still at least twenty-five euros. I did not know that back then, but being able to discover an entire new world for twelve euros, amazing. Still I was in doubt. Spending money is just not my thing; it hurts, even though it does not directly affect; even if I can easily afford it.
So right now I'm the happy owner of a pennyboard. Two and a half months in and I still haven't fallen; that still scares me though. I heard that when you have a skateboard, it's not a matter of whether you will fall, but more a matter of when you will fall. This will not discourage me though; it's amazing, and it's still worth every euro I spent on it. Sometimes, buying things impulsively can be the greatest thing to do.
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