It was bound to happen sooner or later.
Cycling jauntily through town, baskets full of groceries, I moved to dismount … and for no apparent reason fell… into the middle of one of the busiest roads in the city.
Luckily I did not get run over, though both of my knees are smashed up. The injuries at a glance will not require emergency medical attention, though they are far worse than that time I went tumbling down the path at Kubota Gardens.
The only casualties so far are a head of lettuce and my last pair of intact tights.
Back to picking gravel out of my body.