Lucky I had Fritz-Kola!
For the uninitiated, it´s kind of Hamburg´s local beverage. The non-alcoholic one, that is. Their beer, Astra, is also tops. Anyway to get to the point, I have been in Hamburg for four days now, it was supposed to be two, but as I cycled out of the city on Sunday, the first day of perfect weather, my rear derailleur got tangled in my back spoke and sheared right off, completely redering the bike immovable.
Back to the hostel I was. Of course all bike shops in the city are shut on Sundays, so I loitered neither here nor there for a whole day. As we speak, the bike, Malik, (yes it has a name, proof that I´m losing my marbles) is in the repair shop getting some new parts. I scavenged a Shimano 105 to replace the Deore XT rear derailleur (technical talk) and my wallet came out 60 Euros lighter. Not too bad, dear boy. On the plus side of all this fracas, I chased a guy down the road (literally) and learned that Stevie was riding his bicycle from Hamburg to Prague and Vienna, leaving on Wednesday, so I will consider going the complete opposite direction to my original plan, and forming a fellowship with the Brit.
Hostel Common Room
Regula my Hamburg helper and coffee in the Morn´