…no really, it is true. My blog has been dark lately – more on that later. For now I want to share this thought I have been mulling over for a week or so:
I am not a cyclist. I am an urbanite.
As kid biking was free entertainment.
As a teen cars meant freedom.
As a student my feet took me everywhere I needed to go.
As a traveler linking modes was key to mobility.
As a Copenhagenite bikes were just part of life.
As an adventurer bikes were exciting.
As an urbanite bikes are functional.
No, I am not a cyclist. I am an urbanite.
Now let’s ride bikes!