The fire department in Frankfurt has upgraded and switched to
Emergency vehicles with pedals
Please note the blue fire water bucket on the front.
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The fire department in Frankfurt has upgraded and switched to
Please note the blue fire water bucket on the front.
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I might seem to be a notorious complainer sometimes, but some companies get away with stuff that’s a bit too cheeky.
The photos were made on 05.10.2010.
Tested “good” by the German product test foundation in 4/2006!
When the DVDs were tested I was still pedestrian.
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对不起,此内容只适用于Deutsch。
I think that this special pen might be quite helpful for many fellows who can’t grip very well any more. It is also available rubberized. This pen was probably developed by a concerned person.
I think the
is great.
If you don’t have much power to write I recommend DVD labelling pens.
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We wheelers are often treated a little childlike.
I am not annoyed with anybody if he is patting my head in the last moment of saying goodbye.
That’s just the way it is if you are just 1,38 m small.
But if it will ever occur to anyone to spit on a tissue to wipe a spot off my face then only steel-toed boots protect him from my wheels.
For the city of Frankfurt all wheelers seem to be like children.
In the zoo a playground was built especially for us active wheelers. Actually this signage can’t be interpreted differently.
active wheeler’s playground
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So hin und wieder bin sogar ich mal sprachlos.
Das ich Eintracht- Frankfurt Fußballfan bin ist ja kein Geheimnis.
Mein Cousin hat mir einen offiziellen
Eintracht – Frankfurt – Fanrucksack
geschenkt. Ich habe natürlich sofort positiv festgestellt, dass der Rucksack reichlich Reflektoren hat.
Dieser Rucksack hat zusätzlich oben an den Seiten 2 Schlaufen.
Der einzige logische Sinn dieser Schlaufen wäre, damit den Rucksack über die Griffe eines Rollis hängen zu können.
Einfach spitze, es “geht” doch!
Rollischlaufen
War es ein Produktionsfehler, oder der Designer ein Rollifahrer?
Für andere Fußballvereine ist der Rucksack natürlich “nicht” verfügbar.
Some days ago I made a ride on my hand cycle.
(see older blogpost, trade hand cycle off for therapy pony).
My wife accompanied me on her bicycle.
I was more than positively surprised that the city of Frankfurt eventually managed to tar the old gravel path on the river Main after centuries.
It was going downstream, the cycle was rolling and rolling…
Unfortunately there is an express highway between the bicycle path on the river and two districts of the city. Because I can’t take the pedestrian bridge with my wheelchair and wanted to go to the street fair in one of the districts I had to ride further until after perceived 20 km, probably really 3 km, there was eventually a traffic light.
I had fairly shot my bolt.
After a bratwurst and a hop blossom ice tea * my motivation for the return ride was shattered.
When I was slowly riding home, I already fancied using the tram, I coincidentally met a former colleague, let’s call him Harald, with his
Didi Thurau – Memory Bicycle.
(translator’s note: famous German road bicycle racer from the 70’s and 80’s)
We had rather the same destination.
He pushed me sitting on his bike!
Without breaks, we reached a top speed of up to
26 Km/h on the 8 km way home.
My electric wheelchair tractive Speedy-Elektro only makes
max. 6 Km/h, otherwise it would need a license plate.
If Harald should have had a license plate???
Thanks again from this side.
Comment of my wife:
I am not used to such a speed any more as I usually roll with perceived 5 km/h behind the hand cycle and my biggest sporty challenge is not to fall from the bike at this “speed”, so that today my muscles are kind of sore for the first time.
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On Sunday a young lady parked with her black New Beetle on my disabled parking place. I have completely overreacted and insulted this poor lady in the worst way possible when she came strutting with her noble handbag around her arm and the car key in her hand.
I would like to officially apologize for my slightly risen voice at this stage.
She explained that she hadn’t seen neither the signage nor the labeling, and she didn’t understand my reaction at all.
Retrospectively I am sorry that I didn’t believe her affirmation of innocence.
She had only parked for 10 minutes.
Kind of strange when shortly afterwards her mother, aunt or so came along and told that she stated at her visit that she was parking with her car on a disabled parking place.
A little suspect!
Perhaps she takes the same pills like me and is slightly confused as well.
When she was driving away she must have accidently slipped from the clutch with her foot, otherwise her racing start is not explicable for me.
As excuse I would like to offer her to please send me an e-mail before her next visit so that I drive away my car on time to make my disabled parking place free for her.
Comments requested!
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Ich bin zwar im Besitz eines gültigen Führerscheins für ein auf Handgas umgebautes Auto (siehe älteren Beitrag), habe aber nie eine
Rollifahrer- Fahrprüfung
abgelegt, ansonsten wäre mir diese
Bodenmarkierung in Verbindung mit einem Halteverbotsschild
mitten auf der Straße sicherlich bekannt.
Ich verstehe das nicht.
Es ist kein markierter Behindertenparkplatz.
Könnte es sich um einen Stellplatz eines von einem Rollstuhlfahrer gelenkten Krakenfahrzeuges handeln ?
Ist ein Rollstuhl ein Krankenfahrzeug?