About an hour late, we heard a knock at the door and a find fellow asking about their providence.
After some chatting, the trailer was swiftly attached to the gentleman's bicycle and he was on his way. And since he lives less than 0.5 kilometer away, he was going to walk back for the cargo bike. He thinks they will be very handy for one of his friends to use at the Folk Fest.
And in the the quirky manner of Winnipeg relationships (where seven degrees of separation is unheard of -you are lucky if there are two), I was not surprised to discover this fellow's sister went to university with my sister.
