Today can be resumed as follows: walking West Hampstead to Clapham and cycling back. Now that I've got my bike (borrowed from a friend's friend...) I can crunch my 46 km per day. Maybe it's the weather but I never cycle so much as I do during the summer. Buses shooting at your right and everything – including middleweight cyclists – is very fast-paced. I always think I'm pretty fast, but every time I ride in this city I feel the slowest. But cycling here gives you what I call “the priceless experience”.
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