Vélin sem við erum nefnd eftir.

I was sure I could not stand for two hours. Ten minutes in I forgot about it, the fat tires flatten the cobbles and the hills ride themselves. Highlight of our trip.

Six of us, none had ridden one before. A practice lap in the courtyard, then straight over Charles Bridge. Petr knew exactly where the light would be best at eight, and he was right.

Standing up you see over the parked cars and the crowds, a huge difference in the Old Town. And the machine is a head-turner; people photographed us more than the sights.

It rained for twenty minutes, ponchos were out before we could ask. Small group, no rush, and rolling through the Castle grounds standing up is genuinely unique.

More viewpoints in ninety minutes than in our previous two days on foot. Letná, the Metronome, the Castle gardens, and you just glide between them. Stan has a dry wit and knows everything.