Ik wil mijn fiets terug!
Oh bloody hell! What a way to start your day! All was well, had a good morning with Dutchie, we were in pleasant moods. We had some errands to do so we got ready and walked out the front door. First thing you see is out small purple car and then you see the bike rack with the bikes. I stopped dead in my tracks and asked the question I never wanted to ask! WHERE IS MY BIKE!? It was sitting on the bike rack with the other two last night when I came home from work! It is where I left it, where I always leave it! No, no bright yellow bike with the neat little saddle bags I got for my birthday. The whole thing is gone! My bike was stolen!
When we got the bike Dutchie insisted I have two locks; one that locks the wheel in place so you can’t ride off with it and another so you can lock the bike around a poll, tree or bike rack. Well, the one I had to wrap around stuff wasn’t working right. The key whole would either not give me my key back or not let me put the key in at all so I stopped using it. I never replaced it; I simply stopped using a second lock thinking the one would be sufficient. My ignorance and stupidity is pissing me off. It wasn’t sufficient; all they had to do was pick it up and bring it with them. They can strip the lock off later.
I really never thought someone would steal my bike. What an ignorant thing to think. Like the receptionist at the police station said to me; there are 20 million bikes in Holland and roughly half is stolen. My bike just became a statistic! I told her I felt so stupid and ignorant about the whole thing. When she handed me the forms to fill out she said don’t lose your innocence. Why? My bike got stolen by bike stealing bastards who probably think it’s funny as hell that I now have to walk home at 11pm tonight now! Not that they care, my bike is probably in a pawn shop or at a train station somewhere waiting for some bum to sell it for €50 to someone who hasn’t a problem paying for a stolen bike! I want my bike back! I want my saddle bags I got for my birthday back! Ik wil mijn fiets terug! Damnit!
My short time with the yellow bike… here and here…
bike theft in Holland, Bycicles in Holland, Worldly Chatter, cycling in Holland
October 26th, 2007 at 7:57 am
sigh….what’s wrong with you hun….Holland is no different in that aspect a free bike is a free bike…GET LOCKS!!!!!
October 26th, 2007 at 8:51 am
no,,,,use the locks you have! and believe the expert who was born and raised here when she tells you that you NEED all the locks you can get to keep your bike. maybe we should go to amsterdam central and get one off one of those junks selling them out there. sigh…nah. i can’t do that…it’s just wrong. marktplaats here we come!
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