This was so true last week when I answered an ad to buy a Schwinn Suburban for $50 in my own little village of Gladwyne. I owned a Schwinn Suburban when I was a teenager (mine was purple!) and ever since it was stolen (I was devastated) I've been looking to replace it.
I replied to the Craig's List ad right away and hoped for the best.
I was thrilled to receive a phone call an hour or two later from the seller. I made arrangements to see the bike. When we got there (Ulf came with me) we completely hit it off with the seller, who was soooo nice and turned out to have a Swedish wife. Small world!
I think the bike is from the late 1970s, very vintagy. I took it to get a tune-up and new tires, and I went to pick it up today. I rode it home from Ardmore, an easy ride as it was mostly downhill. However, the 10 gears helped me climb a long, steep hill without a problem.
I love my new bike. Now all I need is a basket!
When we were growing up, Schwinn was a sign of quality. That's the only brand we ever wanted.
She's a beaut!
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2 comments:
wow, love it!
love your new bike! Do you still have that ancient one from stockholm that anya borrowed one day? I remember that it sounded like it was barking as she rode it!!!
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