A bicycle bell tinkled and I looked up and saw a Dutchman in a knit cap coming toward me. As he pedaled by, a fuzzy white head popped up from his bike basket. It was a terrier, chin up, ears perked ...
AMSTERDAM, Netherlands — A bicycle bell tinkled and I looked up and saw a Dutchman in a knit cap coming toward me. As he pedaled by, a fuzzy white head popped up from his bike basket. It was a terrier ...
As the rain poured down on the slick cobblestone path, I concentrated mightily to keep my bicycle upright. Cyclists in front of me and behind me did the same. We were a team, not in the racing sense, ...
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