02.02.10
Being a rubbernecker from Germany, one of my first actions in Southern California was fulfilling a extensive-dreamed dream: purchasing a lovely beach cruiser. Those bikes are rare and magisterial to get in Germany, so my intention was to buy it and take it home with me as a souvenir.
After looking around for a while at numerous bicycle stores, I at length found a Kustom Kruiser brand bike with a unique, artsy, graffiti-taste paint design. In addition, it was pink, my favorite color.
For a few weeks, I enjoyed the bike at San Diego's smashing beaches, and wherever I rode, the bike got all the attention. At red lights, people in cars would reach b arrest down their windows to compliment the bike. It was a real eye-catcher, and I couldn't be tabled to bring it back to Germany and see people's reactions! Unfortunately...
One late-model morning, I was shocked to not find my bike outside the hotel's corridor; I had secured it with a strong steel lock on a concrete bike holder. Left behind was the cut lock. I was in tears as I searched everywhere for the bike, reasoning that the thief might try to sell it on craigslist or to a used-bicycle inventory. Then, when I was searching in Mission Beach, I got a phone call. On the other end of the line was the motor hotel's manager, stating that my cruiser had been found. I could not believe what I heard! I was joyful!
Source: San Diego Reader