An Unhealthy Obsession

So, I have mentioned bicycles in my last several posts, in part because it is what stuck in my mind from the descriptions my Dutch friends had given me and partially because none of what they told me about Holland's love of bicycles was an exaggeration.

It starts with a string of bicycles tied up along the streets lining the canals.
Then it was truckloads of them.

I snapped this shot while we were on the train, because I was surprised by the size of the bicycle parking lot. Jennifer assured me that this was a small one.

She was right. At the main station, there were bicycles as far as the eye could see...

... in both directions.

So, at this point, I bet you're thinking, "Isn't this a HEALTHY obsession?" Not when it involves the bar...

I understand drinking while you're cycling, but cycling while you're drinking? That's an obsession! (For those that are confused, the bar travels around, powered by the pedaling of the patrons.) I have to say that the Dutch always make me smile.