- Me: you take?
- Clerk: I take
- Me: the deposite? (trying to pronounce it with French accent on the last syllable)
- Clerk: the deposite
- Me: all?
- Clerk: all
- Me: what about insurance?
- Clerk: no insurance - you check (pointing to the rental agreement) - no insurance
- Me: why did you send me to the police station?
- Clerk: it's the leaw (law)
- Me (thinking): fuck you
- Clerk (thinking): fuck you
- Clerk (suddenly smiling): oh! you go to kert!
- Me: kert?
- Another Clerk: court, justice
- Me (thinking): fuck you
- Another Clerk (thinking): you velcome
Now, more than ever determined to get to stupid Monaco no matter what, I rented two more bikes. While filling the new contract form, savvy me (yes, you can teach an old dog one new trick), asked for the insurance. Clerk said, oh, no, it is not possible... We offer no insurance...
Oh well... But riding, no, gliding, on the bike along the coast, under the azure sky, in the bright but not too hot sun with fragrant and cool sea breeze all around is so heavenly that it makes all past troubles well worth it.
Until, of course, you come home and have to drag the heavy duty 20 kilo monster to the 7th floor, so that we can have a nice... phew... and... relaxing... breakfast.... Oh, and did I mention, it is two 20 kilo bikes now?
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