Last night, just after Sammy went to bed, I (Amy) got a phone call from big S asking me to pick him and Hannah up from further up the road, this was the reason why:
I had noticed a spoke was missing, and like the front wheel, the back wheel was a bib wobbly… And on Sunday, when we were planning to out for a cycle, we turned back home at the end of the street because I thought it was very strange to drive… Unfortunately, I did not get round to bringing it to the bike shop yesterday (a strict deadline was to blame for that one)… and then when I asked big S whether he was sure he wanted to go biking with wee H… well, let’s say I did warn them… Luckily none of them were injured, but it did crack dramatically… And now, we’ll be without a bike until Friday, and then two proper stainless steel wheels richer and quite a few Euros poorer… Another life lesson learnt…
and water which was not too cold to splash about in. Oh, and not to mention the goat’s cheese rolls and patatas bravas… and the nice beer… with a view… Definitely a place to go to again! We’ll probably go by train next time, as the train goes from Leeuwarden directly to Harlingen, a great way to combine what we all love: beach and trains (well, Sam loves trains… haha… we should’ve called him Thomas…).
