When we first bought the bikes, having told the assistant we were planning on spending at least several months on tour around Europe, he gave us plenty of helpful tips on bike maintenance. To be fair, his customer service was immaculate, and I was happily upsold into anything he suggested to make our trip a success. I asked many questions and confidently he assured us both that with a blue thingy to remove your tyre, a pump and a couple of spare inner tubes we had all we needed to fix our bikes on the road. The only thing he couldn’t sell us was an out of stock 15mm for the bolt holding the back tyre. The GF easily picked one up at the thieves market in Alfama the next day.
Before we rode out if the shop, I innocently asked how to change a flat tyre. The assistant erupted with laughter, slapped me on the back and called to his colleague.
“Ha! Imagine starting a bike tour around Europe and not knowing how to change a flat tyre on your bike.”
“Ha! That WOULD be funny!”, the colleague chipped in.
I didn’t think it was funny at all, but decided not to push the point at this period of time.
Nor did I think it wise to push the whole ‘flat tyre’ point whilst on tour. I figured just speaking about anything to do with a flat tyre would only throw the possibility of it occurring into our universe. I’m a karma kinda guy this way.
So it was to my shock and awe that the GF asked me where the 15mm was whilst packing. This was her terrain.
“Umm. In the bag near the blue thingy?” I guessed.
“With the wrench?”, surely I was getting closer.
A smirk spread across her face.
“What’s the difference between a 15mm and a wrench?”, she asked me straight out.
She laughed hard, and when re-telling the story to her family, they all laughed harder.
Anyway, travelling is all about learning new things and I now know a 15mm is a wrench, the 15 pertaining to its size. I also can’t help but admire the way the universe works for it was the GF that got the flat tyre, not me.
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