One of those little details about our lives in Amsterdam that I will miss: my bike.

My friend Mohand, who is a bike-whiz of sorts, reconstructed it from various pieces he found abandoned in a trash bin. It looks awful (the above picture is flattering), but it actually rides very nicely. It’s only flaw is that the front brakes don’t work, and the back brakes don’t work very well. This always made for interesting riding. I was going to fix them but I just never got around to it.
I especially love this important detail:

The good old Torpedo shifter. The funny thing is that the bike doesn’t have any gears; it’s a one-speeder. But I never could figure out where the cable went to-it just disappears into the frame. Imagine my disappointment when I pulled the lever and no torpedos came flying out.