no more time

The new job has been overwhelming so far, but also fun. As a consequence of typing all day, though, the blog will suffer a bit. Of course, right now there isn't much going on that is worth reporting. Due to the nature of bike races (they finish around 4-5:30pm local time) work tends to run into the evening, especially on a busy day like yesterday, with multiple races going on simultaneously. Best preparation for what is to come soon. 30 more days (actually 29 as of today) until the Tour hits Gent.






The bicycle there is not a piece of junk that somebody just left. It's really a piece of junk that I inherited with the apartment. Maybe at some point I can get better bike. I actually have my folder with me, but the safest place is upstairs in the apartment, and taking it down through that narrow staircase is nearly impossible. I could fold it and use the elevator, but honestly: Who would use an elevator for two flights of stairs? Maybe I can throw it down the window and try to be quick enough to catch it. But coming home wouldn't be fun - however, it is somehow what people did when they moved in. Not that they threw their furniture up, but they did bring them through the window.

For those who didn't know, Gent is a city. A city that pretends to be rural:




And of course Gent is the city of bicycles. I don't have time to go into details
right now, but will post some thoughts on it later. In the mean time, check out the Gent train station - the secondary parking lot...

The other neat part about the train station is that it's very international, with direct street car service to Russia :)

Ok, that's it for now. Back to work.