In the never ending pursuit of authentic cultural experiences I have had the most dutch experience in Utrecht… I had my bike stolen last night.
I was stupid, after everyones warnings I came home late last night and left the bike outside instead of bringing it in I locked it outside to the rail, I dont know why, I just plain wasnt thinking… and this morning I went out the front door to find no bike and the shattered remains of my locks on the ground. Nederlands is a country if bikes and Ive just learnt a hard lesson about how to protect what you got. Looking at this picture has bummed me a bit but hey, this is the first thing Ive had stolen in all my time in Europe, seriously! So if you put in all in perspective and think if its only a bike which got pinched then you are doing ok 🙂
So this leaves me now, still in need of a bike! The upside of all of this is that, if you are going to buy a bike, well Nederlands is the place to do it right? I dont want to buy something decent again, Im looking for a rickety old thing which doesnt stand out. In a funny turn, a friend of a friend told me a place to go to buy used bikes, its not a shop, just some guys house in an outside suburb… hmmmm Ill find something somewhere, I kind of need one for next week… and dont forget Ive still got old betsy the road bike back in Tallinn.
Tonight is a big international party here in Utrecht and Bart is coming from Nijmegen to party with us, its time to get into it again