No culture

Took the train to get there, then decided drunkenly decided not to take the last one home. 15km was quite a bit too far when fucked up, did it again the week after.

We often took random bicycles from the train station home and brought them back the next morning. Sometimes we fixed them, because they were often pretty wonky when they weren’t locked. But sketchy bikes were part of the fun.

Sometimes! Was always a gamble that people on campus wouldn’t try to fuck with them though