The bicycle, no-one can deny it. Is the transport that best reminds us of our childhood. Riding a bike, after a long time without doing it is like riding into the world of nostalgia. Suddenly we can remember a thousand and one stories, a thousand and one falls, the day we learnt to ride without help, the day which we learnt to cycle without hands or the day which we left our bicycle in the village. And don´t forget it…it´s summer time [url=http://www.blipfoto.com/view.php?id=531832&month=4&year=2010]bike[/url]

Many cinema directors, singers, photographer and artists have seen in them a really piace of art.

There you are my teacher 🙂 your wishes are ordered for me 😉

[i]An intellectual is a man who doesn’t know how to park a bike.[/i]
[b]Spiro T. Agnew [/b]
Here you have the first lesson to be an intellectual and how to park a bike…easy

[i]I like to read and write and take pictures and bike. [/i]
[b]Alex D. Linz [/b]
..me too

[i]If you worried about falling off the bike, you’d never get on. [/i]
[b]Lance Armstrong[/b]
ouch!!!! i hurt myself…