Since my last bike got nicked (may it rest in peace-and may the bastard that stole it rot in hell) I am taking charge this time and keeping my new ride indoors. I am also going to register it with KryptoLok and the Philadelphia Police. Buy maybe there is a basement in the Alamo and my bike is there, safe and happy.
I also took it out for a stroll this past weekend, inspired by the Tour de France. Eric and I did the loop around the river and it was nice to enjoy the finer parts of Philadelphia. Lately I really haven't been in love with the City of Brotherly Hate, so it was a cathartic ride. We ended our ride in Rittenhouse square with wobbly legs and me with a sweaty bum, but I was thinking that this isn't such a bad place after all. Then the people next to us started smoking cigars...
And when I can afford a second bike I'm going to get it from Momovelo.
