{Essay} Theater on Two Wheels

Theatre.

That single word alone conjures tiny shudders up and down my spine at the thought of my first theatrical experience. It was during one of those shaping-who-you-are years of high-school and I attended an opera on the UT campus. My literature teacher described the theater as a cultural and learning experience. I remember ladies’ toes peaking out beneath floor length formal dresses, and gentlemen were reminiscent of penguins in black and white tuxedos. I felt under-dressed in my cotton dress and out of place without a shade of black in my clothing. I left at the end of the show confused by all of the social nuances of attending a theater performance, and bored after 2 hours of sitting in a dark auditorium.

Pre-face the word theater with bike, and the result is the antithesis of opera in an auditorium. Instead, you get Bike Noir, theater via bicycle....{Check out the complete essay at Austin On Two Wheels}