Welcome to my world! My name's Nik, and I'm a British expatriate who has been living in Paris, France for the last five years. Even though I never planned to stay in Paris for very long, now I'm here I've no plans to leave soon - the beauty of Paris has never worn off, and so far it's been a five year long vacation! Enjoy my ramblings...

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No Cycling

At some point between before new year and today my bike was stolen. I arrived at the bike racks to find only the severed remains of my lock - the lock that was designed for motorbikes, with a category E security level - I had assumed that was high enough as the skinny bike locks were category C (no category A or B locks it seems).

This was a day I'd been anticipating to be honest. In fact the moment before I turned the corner I said to myself 'I bet my bike's been nicked', and voila, it was! Not actually psychic though, as I say this to myself every morning! Since moving to my petite studio, I've had to lock my bike outside. Slowly it's been stripped of various bits such as lights, bells, and pump (pretty stupid to have left that on there admittedly). Any day I was expecting it to be gone, or at the very least with it's wheels trodden into a useless L shape.

Even more annoyingly, you can't go and buy a cheap nicked replacement in Paris either. Unlike Britain, which has a thriving bike recycling business (not as in aluminium, if you hadn't been reading very carefully), here you can't get a second hand bike for under 100€. Fortunately you can get brand new bikes for 70€ from supermarkets and sports shops. No, it doesn't make sense to me either.