Very few things are as wonderful as riding a bike through the wide streets of Berlin. We bought ours just about two years ago from a Neukölln shop run by a pair of wonderful German fellows (one a little too fat, one a little too thin). We rode them all year round… and today, I think I rode mine farther than ever before (my thighs are aching). Now, as we prepare to move back to the States on Sunday, it’s time to say goodbye to our beautiful bikes. Goodbye bikes! You rode in the ferry with us, you waited in the cold snow for us. I will never forget you.
