Etienne, the bike

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About 3 years ago we met. He was standing proud among his brothers and sisters, waiting for someone to see how special he was and to take him home. And that someone was me.

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Etienne himself

 

Yes, Etienne is a bike but since I was a kid my bikes were always more than that. They were my secret getaway to a place where I was freer, faster, stronger, more mobile. They always brought the best out of me and I tried to do the same with them.

Etienne unfortunately wasn’t so lucky. He had to endure rain and snow, cold and warm mostly without any protection, standing in the yard, waiting for me getting back to him after the first couple months of honeymoon. He had to wait 2.5 years.

But wait he did and despite of age and wear he and me had a smashing day on Sunday. We were back in the same place of companionship in no time. Look at all the fun we’ve had!

Standing by one of the many Irish murals of West Belfast

Standing by one of the many Irish murals of West Belfast

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In the Belfast City Cemetery, among old, forgotten graves

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Peeking by the bushes

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Waiting for the photoshoot to finish by the tree

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With the celtic cross

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Lighting up this sad corner of the cemetery

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Resting by the wall of the Jewish section

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Getting tired

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In the Remembrance Garden

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With Bobby Sands and co

 

 

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