
Things went quite well for a while, going slowly, upsetting the Mercedes drivers who longed to be trapped behind a herd of camels, because at least they would be going schneller than us. Once we got into the Altstadt, the streets were much narrower. Everyone around laughed at us, or with us, and asked for rides. Eventually, we reached a point where we could no longer go any further, stuck between a wall and a pole.

So then, go backwards we must. Rather than help, of course, I picked up the camera and snapped a few shots of the others working.

At the end of two hours of pedaling, the beer was gone, and the snacks well-pillaged, and we were tired, at least those of us who were actually pedaling.
All in all, it was a lot of fun.
2 comments:
If I liked beer I would totally be jealous!
Actually, not all of us on the BierBike were drinkers, but we still all enjoyed the time.
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