The selling of a bike is always the final signal that your time in a foreign country is coming to an end.
I sold mine today. Bye Ike.
Luckily, he went to a really sweet Canadian girl, who saved me from having to go to the cash machine again by buying him and my German hair straightener.
I have done a lot of walking ever since.
Lessons learned: The 15 responses I got to my online ads tell me bikes are in high demand in Berlin.
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