Back in England, a well known bicycle shop (who shall remain nameless), told me to scrap Sasha, my beloved bike. After years of riding her to work on a daily basis, her gears were wearing out, her tires were out of alignment and she had a host of other problems - which is why they suggested Sasha should be put down. But I didn't believe them and I kept her and showed her love and brought her with me to Switzerland.
And yesterday, she proved her worth as she safely transported me to Germany! That's right, we cycled to an entirely new flippen country!! Ok, granted, we are only about 50 kilometers (31 miles) to the Germany border, but still it felt like quite the accomplishment given Sasha's previous diagnosis.
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Sasha and I at the Swiss/German border |
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Koblenz or BUST! |
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