Have you seen this bicycle?
Neither have I. Unfortunately my bike got misplaced in transit, so my plan to exit the Amsterdam Schipol airport in style with my bike and trailer glistening in the colors of dusk, and pedal along picturesque meadows with Dutch cows, was foiled.
Instead I had to resort to an overpriced Uber ride to my accommodation for the night, a quaint bed & breakfast in Zuid-Holland. If I can offer some advice: avoid flying through Manchester – I suspect that’s where my bike was waylaid, given the disorganized ways of the place.
Regrettably I haven’t started biking or camping yet, and unless my velocipede is found and returned to me soon, this blog is going to be a “just kidding” kind of thing. Fingers crossed?