I thought going to the motorshow on my GPX would be fun and for the most part it was. Riding into the city on one of my first non commuting trips was great and I felt pretty cool. Ariving at the convention centre I decided to pay for parking. I pulled into the carpark and road up to the gate pressing the button for the ticket. Nothing happened...no boom gate flashing lights or error message. Cars are starting to bank up behind me. Press the intercom button. Nothing..... I turn around and shrug to the 20 or so cars behind me making it very clear I know how to push a large green button with large exaggerated movements. Then a little voice in my head said you're on a bike better look like you're pressing that button as hard as you can. I just hope this was not on video. Anyways eventually the girl from the carpark came down and suggested I try and roll back a bit, after that didn't work she asked me to try and squeeze my bike through a stupid little gap, after I looked like a complete fool trying to limbo my bike under the barrier, I had moved forward enough for the car behind to trigger the ticket. Found a space finally acidently let the clutch out as I pulled up and stalled with that forest gumpish uncontrolled lurch / trying to look like you ment to do it body language . Riding a bike can be the most ego levelling experience.