Yes! Just as everyone was about to get bored of the hitchhiking baby trope, we’re getting on a bike! No more relying on people’s good will; no more landscapes of gas stations and motorways. The end of the world may come for mankind, we probably won’t even notice and keep rolling rolling, baby! Down the hills, thought beautiful forests and… well,.. up the hills too I guess. Gotta keep Weirdo in good shape.
Where to? I will only reveal in the next post. Just me, my faithful butler and his even more faithful kilometer-machine that I hereby christen… er… Pinkie! You can see her on the picture above (an old one from last winter). Sexy, right?