The back end of my bike is slowly falling apart, in France the rack fell off, in Austria the derailleur fell off and in Hungary during some basic maintenance I managed to destroy my back brake. After cycling for three days with just the front one I decided to get it fixed in Budapest. Cycled all over town looking for a bike shop before stumbling across an old man fixing bikes at the side of the road. 10 minutes later, after some huffing and puffing and bashing it with a spanner he had completely destroyed it, for which he kindly charged me nothing. While cycling back considering the option of cycling through Romania and Bulgaria with one brake I found a bike shop about 200m from our campsite. Couldn't work out if I was annoyed, overjoyed or just embarrassed, anyway the brake now works.
While I was away Lizzie bumped in to Tim Westwood who kindly pimped her bike, I was surprised he stopped at an engine and a spare seat and didn't even consider any pegs or spokey dokeys.
Going to Serbia in a couple of days. Don't suspect there will be much Internet until we hit the black sea.
Kleinesgarten,
Ed
Location:Budapest
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