Cycling up Denmark to The European Cycle Messenger Championships.
π Berlin – Rostock π©πͺ
β΄ Rostock – Gedser π©π°
π² Gedser – Copenhagen
π 155k cycled, shitloads of windmills and never-ending fields, and powered by haribo. My first solo ride, largely spent grinning like a tit, dancing to awful music and giggling. Also: met some ducks, got suspicious looks from the seasoned touring cyclists and got a dodgy sun tan.
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