My bike is gone!!! Someone stole my bike!!! Someone stole my bike from right behind my apartment even!!!! Grrr!
That's just great!!! Now I'm almost completely immobile...

I spent about an hour and a half to two hours looking for my bike in the city. I guess that's one of the disadvantages of living in a city with an incredible amount of students. They seem to have this "nice" habit of stealing bikes, especially for getting to parties, to the train station, and to the "Oude Markt" (which is a kind of market place with lots of little cafés).

No luck yet. Even though I covered quite a large area, I didn't find my bike.
I can only hope that the people stealing my bike do the same thing they did once before. BRING IT BACK. (That was one astonishing experience, imagine finding your stolen bike in front of your house the next day!)

Anyway, I'm going to the police tomorrow to report my bike stolen, and I'm going to get my car fixed... so I've got quite a busy schedule for tomorrow.

Love,

ps. If anyone would like to know what my bike looks like to help me find it in Leuven, let me know via e-mail.