Spain and the ‘supermarket’ bike
There is just about no way I can go on holiday and not fit in some riding, to me cycling = holiday. Although in this case I had resigned to the fact that it may not happen. Traipsing my bicycle to Spain for 10 days of family visiting is just not worth it. We investigated the possibility of hiring a bike at every bike shop we could find in the Segur de Calafell area (just south of Barcelona), none to be had. But with some determination a friend of Carlos’s mama said she had an old one stored in the basement.
So much to my delight our ‘supermarket -bike’ cycles began. A simple cheap bike was all I needed to enjoy almost 5 days of exploring in the area. Creaking cranks, sliding saddle and poor gearing didn’t put me off this supermarket special. Just goes to show that these kinds of bikes can be useful when desperate.