When I decided to move to Greenville from Charleston, I knew I had to say goodbye to my beautiful single speed beach cruiser (her name was Lulu) and find a new steed that was more compatible with rolling hills. I was evidently so worried about finding a bike shop in Greenville (ha) that I looked up Affordabike on King street, and fell in love with Oliver. He made the journey to Greenville with me and we had a great many adventures together. Suddenly no longer limited by geographical barriers such as bridges or bodies of water, it was with Oliver that I began to explore the possibility of living car free permanently, rather than going a few weeks at a time without driving.

 

 

Unfortunately, our love was not built to last. As beautiful as he was, the hills were calling and he weighed a hefty 42 pounds.  Being exposed to the road cycling culture of Greenville made me realize there was a more efficient way to get around. After just 6 months, I bought a touring bike and eventually sold Oliver since I simply don’t have room in my apartment to keep him.  As nostalgic as I can get about my past bikes, I like to imagine them continuing on their journey and bringing joy to other riders.