Last week, Yasu’s bike got stolen… Finally! It was a terribly crappy bike which had broken down after using it less than 10 times. We didn’t have the receipt anymore and it wasn’t worth it to get fixed. We didn’t really know what to do with it, so we left it unlocked near the front door in our building, months ago. We were surprised how long it took for it to be stolen.
Anyways, ever since the theft I’ve been dreaming about our old and wonderful bikes in Osaka, and all the really sturdy and colorful bikes in the Netherlands. Alas, we’ll have to make due with the one American bike we have left.