If There's A Strike, We Take Our Bike

Yesterday the Munich public transportation system went on strike yet again. Unfortunately the cold and rainy weather wasn't the nicest starting point for a bike ride, but since we're not made out of sugar we chose this mode of transport over an hour long walk. After a little helmet drama Karl actually quite enjoyed the change from the tram. More than me probably. He kept pointing out to me most of the cars in the street (dadüh), trees (ba) and birds (baba, which comes from the sound ducks make – Karl doesn't discriminate between birds) by hitting me on my back. So that was an interesting conversation we had there. And when we were back home he also pumped some air in the air.