After checking out the Fish Market on the other side of the Rhine, we took a short break by a stretch of pavement ruled over by freestyling rollerbladers getting jiggy with it through little cones. Two guys were especially good and had legs of rubber.
My dad, who was once a rollarblade instructor, got cocky and was like "Hey, that's not a big deal. I bet my daughter can keep up with them." And then he completely humiliated me:
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