Grilled Face = Bad

We've been blessed with an apartment that is within bike riding distance of almost anywhere we would need to go. There are bikes and electric scooters everywhere here and we've been weaving in and out of them all week exploring our city. A couple days ago we made a run to Auchan (basically a super Wal-Mart on Chinese steroids) to get some shelves for our apartment. So with a big box of shelves on my bike and two boxes strapped to the back of Mike's bike we headed home. Right outside of the bike parking area there are these short red posts placed about a foot apart so that you can't take the carts out of the store. I'm not known for my agility and riding through these posts in a crowd of people, bikes, scooters, food carts, taxis, etc was always a little unnerving. I had previously navigated these posts on my bike before without consequence but on this particular day I caught my pedal on a post and was quickly headed straight for an old woman with a food cart grilling sausage on a stick. Luckily I caught myself just inches away from grilling my face next to her smelly sausage.

Auchan - Our store of choice - I don't know if you can tell from the picture but the store is huge. I couldn't even see the other side of the store from where I was standing. You might also notice that it's a little bit crowded.

Typical ride home from the store