Another piece of art by a road worker.
After completing maintenance work beneath this bicycle lane, road workers fail to repave the bricks in the same order.
In French they are beautifully called ‘gendarme couché’, which I translate as a sleeping policeman.
Everywhere In the nearby dunes they constructed bumps for cyclists to adhere to the speed.
After a rainstorm many drops stay over on a ladies bike’s saddle.
In the sand dunes next to the beach bicycles look like horses. A padlock hangs like a rein to the fence
The last stretch to the supermarket I ride on the wrong side of the road in the opposite direction.