amsterdam

Now and then, I make a trip with a cousin of mine. Instead of going to many places, we choose just one place and stay there all the time.

I would like to say in my favour that what I´m about to tell you, happened a long time ago in Amsterdam. By then, here in Portugal, it was not common riding a bicycle through the city. Nowadays, it is. Each day there are more and more cycle paths:

We had already seen many things; not only the canals (how could we have missed them?), but also the cute crooked houses. We had passed delightful moments in Volderpark. We had been in Dam square.

One day we were strolling happily, chit chatting about nothing and everything, pointing excitedly to everywhere. We were walking through what we thought was a sidewalk. Suddenly, we heard a cry, a frantic cycle bell and someone fell.

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