The bicycle
Wednesday, January 31st, 2007
Or otherwise said, the roadster. Or the mountain-bike, or the racer, or the old bike of grandpa. Name it whatever, I don’t care. It is a dream on two wheels.
If I can ride it, that’s what I care. And to listen the sound of the tyres on the road, this very specific k-r-r-rrrrrrr while you are pedalling (yep, I don’t mean the sound of not oiled chain
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I decided to write something about the next best friend of the man after dog – the bike.
Personally I have deep feelings towards this invention of the humanity.
Pity, but soon after it was dicovered the man is trying with big application to forget the bike’s existence – because to ride a bike you should make an effort, and the effort is just that thing most people don’t like at all and do not want to do ever if possible.
I want though. And I am riding – struggling against the non-popularity of this machine in my urban environment. (more…)



