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Sunday, August 28, 2005 A Cycle Tour Outside BerlinLast weekend, as promised, I took a spin through the Brandenburg countryside, with my friend Beth Wilmurt, who's been here all year with her scriptwriter / director / boyfriend Mark Jackson.We started in Spandau. The bike-only lane ran close to the narrow highway to Potsdam:  We passed through some pretty countryside,  and what I'm told are extremely rare wildflowers:  We discovered a mysterious castle facade, riddled with graffiti,  ... and passed a phony piece of the Berlin Wall. I suspect it's a placeholder for what not long ago was an actual remnant of the wall. Here's a map of the wall's path; we rode near the far left edge. People forget there was a wall on this side of West Berlin. But of course the concrete went all the way around.  Here's a picture of Beth, who can normally be seen onstage in San Francisco:  I should be clear that I didn't take cycling tours with Beth while I wrote for SF Weekly. I got to be friends with her and Mark only after we all merged, by accident, in Berlin. Mark set me up with my first apartment here, and now that I'm moving to a new one I'd like to take this chance to thank them both for helping out. The bike ride ended in Potsdam, where we passed a rhinoceros hanging from a scaffold. Have a look at this if you don't believe me. (Scroll down.) I can't explain why there was a rhinoceros hanging from a scaffold in Potsdam. posted by Michael Scott Moore | 9:48 PM
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Where are the pictures of you picking bits of the road out of your knees? Please tell me that you at least slow down a little when you take your hands off the handlebars to go for the camera.
I don't get the rhino either. But I'm happy to see it.
I would be upside down and full of gravel before I squeezed off one shot. But then, my surgeon loved me because he could just poke the arthroscope into my knee through the bike-accident scars I'd conveniently provided.
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