It looks like its going to be an eventful day! It’s only 11 am and already I’ve chased a man on a bike for 2 blocks who was "in possession" of my purse. Yes, as Mo was happy to remind me again today, these things only happen to me!
So, as I was driving to work this morning, my purse (which was strapped onto the back of my bike) fell off while crossing an intersection. I noticed once I had gotten to the other side of the street, but at that point cars were already whizzing by.
As the traffic slowed down, I watched as a man on a bicycle, in one quick graceful movement, scooped up my purse and cycled off into the distance. By the time the traffic finally stopped, I managed to get a glimpse of him, a block away, turning a corner. Huffing and puffing (and thanks to my brand-spanking-new tires) I sped off after him. After a block or so I managed to pull up beside him and say, out of breath: "Hi...ummm...that’s my bag".
He looked startled to see a sweaty, dishevelled me pulling up beside him, but quickly explained how he saw the purse, was late for work, and decided the "right thing" was to quickly drop it off at a neighbouring police station. I thanked him and we both happily rode off. As I turned around I saw Mo driving towards me, panicked, "Are you crazy?!?!" he yelled.
Apparently all he had seen "was his girlfriend bolt off in the opposite direction of work, yelling and chasing a Dutch man on a bike". He said he figured I had a good reason, but then again (given my track record) wasn’t entirely sure!
"I'm not crazy, baby. Crazy things just happen to me!"
"Really..."
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P.S. Am off to Paris for a month tomorrow
P.P.S. Above pic by Flee. Check out his beautiful series of Amsterdam bike pics at www.flee.com.
