Now, where were we ? Ah yes, Jamie and I had just took off on the bikes for a ride around the harbour and for a bit of variety having ridden the beach route a couple of days earlier with his brother I led us inland to the area of the city that they call downtown. Crossing roads in America is an education in itself, jay walking an offence punishable by fine and it was at one of the many signalled crossing points that we were forced to wait. I turned to check Jamie's location as he pulled up behind me and watched in bemusement as, at the moment his wheels ceased to turn, he very slowly careered to one side. Unlike his brother he'd elected to wear Phil's cycling shoes which had been hanging seductively
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