(^164) New York
Dunkirk – Buffalo - 87 km
It was early September and the weather was great. The sky was
bright blue, and there was no wind. I spent a good deal of the day
talking to people I met along the way.
In the process, the way passed a massive wooden statue of a Native
American. It’s said (sadly) that merely around 1% of the county’s
population was native. Even less than Asians, Chinese, Filipinos, and
Europeans.
On the outskirts of Buffalo I found a very professional-looking bicycle
shop. As my bike needed a service, I booked a room nearby.
Unfortunately, the bike shop was closed on Mondays. In the
meantime, I succumbed to temptation—I ordered a Canon EF
24-105mm f/4L IS USM lens, which I’ve been eyeing for a long time
and couldn’t leave Buffalo until my order arrived.
The following morning, I returned to the shop where I left my sad-
looking bicycle in their capable hands. My assumption that the bike
would take a day or two was clearly incorrect. Waiting for the cycle
was not big deal as I had to wait for the lens, and I figured I might as
well take care of everything in one go.
leana
(Leana)
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