Bici en Cuenca desde dentro

Para que os hagais una idea de lo que se siente desde la bici, me colgué la cámara al cuello cutemente y grabé un ratillo de un suave descenso por un camino en Cuenca. Intentaré mejorar la técnica, pero es que esos caminos de Dios están muy rotos.

Para que no se os haga muy aburrido he puesto una banda sonora alucinante: Do it again de los Kinks y Get a haircut and get a real job, de George Thorogood. Todo un himno.

I was a rebel from the day i left school
Grew my hair long and broke all the rules
I'd sit and listen to my records all day
With big ambitions of where i could play

My parents taught me what life was about
So i grew up the type they warned me about
They said my friends were just an unruly mob
And i should get a haircut and get a real job

Get a haircut and get a real job
Clean your act up and don't be a slob
Get it together like your big brother bob
Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job

I even tried that 9 to 5 scene
I told myself that it was all a bad dream
I found a band and some good songs to play
And now I party all night, I sleep all day

I met this chick she was my No.1 fan
She took me home to meet her mommy and dad
They took one look at me and said ("oh my god")
Get a haircut and get a real job

Get a real job, why don't you get a real job
Get a real job, why don't you get a real job

I hit the big time with my rock 'n' roll band
The future's brighter now than I'd ever planned
I'm ten times richer than my big brother bob
And he, he's got a haircut he's got a real job

Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job

I even tried that 9 to 5 scene