Posted by: patriciamar | October 15, 2009

A flat tire

More than a year in Amsterdam and no flat tires.  Then, first day in Amsterdam with my fiets (bike) and bam!  Flat tire.  Luckily, I live in a nice little neighborhood with at least three bike shops within… two blocks.  This morning’s task was to attempt to pump up the tire (complete failure) and then get it fixed.  I just got back from the bike shop, and in just 30 minutes it will be as good as new.

Now that I’m in the big city (moderately big), the arrangement at the bike shop is a bit more strict and professional.  Instead of dropping off my bike with no receipt and only a vague answer from the bicycle man about when it will be done, I got a little tag that matched the one he tied on my bike, and a promise of thirty minutes.  How pleasant. 

Now, I think I’ll reheat some chicken noodle soup from last night, have a douche (shower), and I’ll be off to one of the many pleins where I will spend the day working.

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