As I walked through Luitpold Park this morning I knew that it was the last time that I would see it covered in snow for a while. We are driving North to Weimar to spend the weekend with Annika's parents and the forecast is for warmer weather so there is little chance the Park will still be draped in white when we return. I am a little sad about that.
Yesterday I signed up at the local library so Annika & I can now borrow DVDs and CDs. I also took the bike out again to get a few photos whilst the snow is still with us. Riding a fixie through slush is entertaining and messy. The narrow tyres just don't handle the slush and I find myself sliding all over the place as other cyclists riding bikes equipped with sensible tyres and gears cruised past me. My bike is now covered in mud. I think riding a fixie in Munchen is like being a home boy. I think it is really cool and the rest of the population think I am a dick head.
As I walked through Luitpold Park this morning I knew that it was the last time that I would see it covered in snow for a while. We are driving North to Weimar to spend the weekend with Annika's parents and the forecast is for warmer weather so there is little chance the Park will still be draped in white when we return. I am a little sad about that.
Yesterday I signed up at the local library so Annika & I can now borrow DVDs and CDs. I also took the bike out again to get a few photos whilst the snow is still with us. Riding a fixie through slush is entertaining and messy. The narrow tyres just don't handle the slush and I find myself sliding all over the place as other cyclists riding bikes equipped with sensible tyres and gears cruised past me. My bike is now covered in mud. I think riding a fixie in Munchen is like being a home boy. I think it is really cool and the rest of the population think I am a dick head.
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