Ich fahre mein Fahrrad like a bastard

We went to the cinema with Melanie last night.  We saw the King's Speech (in English).  The cinema was down near the centre of Munchen just south of the Deutsche Museum.  We rode our bikes there, riding down Belgrad Strasse to collect Melanie, then across to Leopold Strasse and straight into the centre of Munchen.  Riding through Munchen is incredibly good fun.  Melanie was leading because she was the only one with a white forward facing light and I was trailing because I was the only one with a functioning rear light.  Annika, who had no functioning lights at all, was in the middle.  Melanie set a cracking pace which suited me and we alternated between riding on the road and the cycle paths.  The cinema was tiny and decrepit in chic kind of way.  The movie was as good as everyone had said it would be.  I was particularly glad to see Guy Pearce in a supporting role.  The ride home was even more fun than the ride there.  I must remember to take the big camera down to the Isar one night as there are some great shots to be had.

Last night only highlights to me how well Munchen is set up for bicycles and I really am enjoying riding around.  So far I have only hit one cyclist and one car.  The cyclist was a couple of days ago and the car was this morning.  I was late for class and giving it a bit down Belgrad  Strasse.  I was on the cycle path and the lights had just gone green in my favour.  There were two cars turning right and the first snuck through, the second one followed, then saw me.  I had seen all this and adjusted my speed and course to pass cleanly behind the second car.  The driver of the second car, realising he was being naughty, decided to stop the car dead in the middle of the intersection leaving me no option other than to sail into the side of his car.  There was a dull thud as I connected and I was disappointed to see that I had not left a dent.  It sounded worse than it was and both me and the fixie escaped to fight another day.  The driver was very apologetic.  "Kein problem. Alles gut. Now piss off I am late"