Since arriving my front wheel has had this little piece falling off each time I take it off the bike. Coming back to the hostel after an afternoon of shuttling I now suddenly can't put my front wheel back on again. The axle get stuck as I try to put it back in. Having a closer look at it things doesn't really look good. Something is broken, in the land with no spare parts. So I guess it's time for Chile now?
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Since my own mechanical skills are still kind of basic I send a few messages to people asking for advice about what to do. In the end Ale comes and picks up my wheel at my hostel shortly before midnight and have it fixed by lunch the next day.
I also get offered a room at his and his girlfriends place, which is more of a bike garage than a normal house.
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Since my own mechanical skills are still kind of basic I send a few messages to people asking for advice about what to do. In the end Ale comes and picks up my wheel at my hostel shortly before midnight and have it fixed by lunch the next day.
I also get offered a room at his and his girlfriends place, which is more of a bike garage than a normal house.
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