Monthly Archives: January 2012

Photo of the Day – Make Condoms Hip to the Kids

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Germany. We had just left Vidin and were on the road through small towns, old churches and one billion corn fields. The corn fields would play a pivotal role in future competitive hilarity the bike group would get involved with. I am sure the pictures will surface soon enough, so I won’t ruin the surprise. And a surprise it will be, probably to the point where you will never want eat popcorn at movie theatres  or anywhere else ever again.

Condom Machine - German Style

 

I won’t say to much about this picture, cuz it speaks for itself. There were several other similar characters comically portraying an array of genitalia of all girths doing fun activities. It made me feel that condoms were synonymous with 5 year old birthday parties. It made me feel wrong about the whole thing. Maybe some English jokes translate into German, cuz this condom has obviously taken those flowers from someone and he’s right proud of it.

 

 

Photo of the Day – Ede-n

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Third day on our bicycles in the Netherlands. We had stayed at a friendly army base with some really awesome people in Ede. Our bike legs were finally starting to ache a bit. Hills and Germany were just around the corner. My bike had issues the day before, so we went into town to the only bike shop. Lucky for me it was run by Steve-O from Jackass’s nephew. Unlucky for me, he accidentally popped by perfectly pristine tube with an exaggerated hand gesture. Lucky for me again, he had an even better one to replace it with. Unlucky for a fellow rider of mine that we did NOT have Vla on the menu for breakfast tomorrow. His lucklessness, was my luckiness. Lush trees, marching soldiers with bazookas, the perfect bike path and signs. A start to a wonderful day of riding.

Warmth Under a Canopy of Glowing Green - Ede, Netherlands

 

 

Photo of the Day – A Bird at a Bar

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Our first day of riding in the Netherlands was a piece of Stroopfwafel. The 50k, flat, well laid out, well marked, beautiful and cute bike networks of this great bike nation led me and my Global Agent cohorts through cobble streets, draw bridges and windmills to the mini-Amsterdam, Utrecht. Sam, our couch surfing host, was busy that evening. His girlfriend, was not. She took us into town and here, we sit, at a floating bar on an Utrechtian canal, sipping sweet aromatic beers, making miniature paper cranes to be flicked into the night shiny waters below up to be toyed with by some speckled fowl that paddles by.

Bird, Beer, Bar in Utrecht, Netherlands

P.S. for more information on Stroopwafels please check out rikomatic’s enjoyable description of “How to Eat A Stroopwafel”: