Bikes on the Rozengracht also make handy dog-tethering posts. Not sure where the owner was, but Fido here didn't seem too worried about being abandoned -- not as worried as I'd be if PJ chained me to a bike on the street. Ahem.
The best thing about living in Amsterdam has been the cycling. To celebrate and commemorate my five years here and my imminent departure, I've decided to immortalize 52 bicycles -- one for each week of the year -- on this blog.Yes, it's that simple.
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