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Friday, November 23, 2007

The stroller's just sooo dated!

When I'm going somewhere these days, I take the bike (provided that the destination is fairly close to the house and that it's overcast or night-time, of course). Although I've only had it for less than a week, a few lessons can already be drawn:
1. The new means of transportation may prove very expensive for the parents. I've already worn out one pair of shoes from not reaching the peddles, but well the ground.2. Reflectors DO in fact work. I will not challenge that until, well, until they become uncool somehow.And 3. As it's peak season for Christmas decorations here, I have to be cautious not to be mistaken for one. Halo and all, someone may just put me in one of the man-sized cribs in the nativity scenes that have been put up all around the village.

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