Ride

Riding my bicycle to work reminds me of being a kid in Sweden. In Sweden everyone bikes everywhere. I'm serious. Adults too. Going to the store? Take the bike. Going to the train station? Bike. The beach? Bike. Going to a party? Bike over there. The pub? Take the bike. To work? They bike there too.

In general, if the distance you want to go is longer than 200 yards but less than 3 miles, the bicycle rules. It's quite nice actually. The only times it sucks being on a bicycle is when it's cold, windy and rainy out, and also when the cops pull you over late at night because the lights on your bicycle are not working. It's illegal to bike at night without head-lights on and you will get a ticket. It's also very illegal to bike with your friend riding along on 'pakethållaren' (we don't really have those here) - basically, you can't be two people on a bike. Two people on a bike and no lights is the biggest crime possible.

Anyway, the bike-ride through Carroll Gardens and Cobble Hill kind of reminds me of biking in Sweden - old houses, tree-lined streets, tiny shops, coffee places. The only stressful aspect is speeding through the housing projects on Bond street, but for the most part that area is totally cool too.