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Maryann Boeger
February 3, 2012 at 8:35 pm
You just so rock. I need , not want that red bike. When I lived in Germany I had a hollander bike as my ‘car’ when after 10 years my German husband and I moved to the states I left that bike behind thinking – I could easily get one at home. How wrong I was. It had a skirt protector on the back wheel, a wonderful internal hub, generator lights , fenders and baskets!
Mine was green but the red is definitely more dashing!
ladyfleur
February 4, 2012 at 8:29 am
Yeah, it was a big mistake leaving the bike in Germany. It sounds awesome. These days there are more places in the US to get that type of bike. In Palo Alto there’s A Street Bike Named Desire, and in San Francisco there’s My Dutch Bike. Both have exactly the kind of bike you left behind.