I also remember when a taxi reversed into me at about 3 in the morning, the pair of moroccans jumped out of the cab to inspect their bumper and started going off, I told them to fuk off as they had reversed into me, and surprisingly enough they promptly got back in their car and drove off....even bigger ah the joys of cycling after the pub....
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I'll be getting another bike in the next couple of months but a street bike. Not so hard on the back and knees, hehe. Told the wife that since there's no jumps or whoops or anything like that on the street I'll just have to do lots of wheelies to keep things interesting
Seriously though, she asked if it'd help me not be so depressed about not being able to race anymore and I said yes of course.
So now I'm checking out what's out there for used bikes and trying to decide if I'm going to get something like a harley or custom bike or if I'll get another sportbike like an R6 or R1 or something comparable. I'm not a brand whore so I don't care who makes the damn thing as long as it's fast and fun.
So, do those girls jus thave roots in this pvc, or are they in net pots? And do you flood constantly or every so many hours? I dont get how you keep from over-flowing out the holes where the plants sit in the pipe?
ahaha....it was me in another life. Actually I hit a guy not far from where you are talking about - on the Nieuwezijdsvoorburgwal (say that in a oner! lol) So I am cycling down the bike lane (as you do) and there is a bollard coming up that sits in the middle of the bike lane (you may ask why a bollard in the middle of a lane, but they have these things so that the cleaning trucks can go down the bike lanes, but they are put back up so cars etc can't go down them), I see a guy with a big plastic bag about to cross the bike lane ahead so I ring my bell to let him know that I am coming, he is half way across the lane....I decide I am going to cycle behind him as naturally he is going to continue to cross the bike lane, but oh no.....fekkin rabbit in headlight syndrom takes over. the guy looks at me, freezes and then actually walks backwards (perhaps he thought he was Michael Jackson, I don't know) but of course he walks backwards right into my path (I had only slowed slightly in anticipation of the guy doing the right thing)
You and me both. I have a very low tolerance for stupidity and it seems there's more of it every day. Just today I'm sitting at a stoplight and see this older lady walk up to the signal, push the button for the walk signal and then step right off the curb and start to cross the street. Didn't even look to see where the lights were in their cycle or look for the walk sign. She gets to the second of three traffic lanes and we get a green turn arrow. She notices cars starting to go on the other side if the intersection so she decides to run for it and runs right in front of a car that's starting to go from the left turn lane. The guy didn't hit her but it was super close. Her dress brushed across the front bumper and hood after he stopped in the middle of the crosswalk.
