Sigh .... got a broken collarbone from Santa this year.... was riding the bike with a decent speed, and the wheel slipped on a wooden bridge, launching me forward with my shoulder to the ground. Next thing I know I'm surrounded with people, got a blanket and some coffee while they called me an ambulance. It comes rushing in with full sirens together with the police. For a moment I felt like I was really important, all this fuzz just for me. Then I got rushed off to the hospital where they checked me. Later I was released on my own behalf. Most of the time they don't do anything about the collarbone because it will heal by itself. But with me it turns out the two halfs are severely dislocated and have to be mended with a metal plate, so now I'm awaiting surgery somewhere next week. No Festooling for me for a while. [sad]