We were having beers - distracted, when all of a sudden, a two-legged creature sprung from the wall, hopped on my bike's shadow and rode away.
Showing posts with label Curitiba. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Curitiba. Show all posts
3.06.2010
somewhere in the shadows rides the Creature from Curitiba
We were having beers - distracted, when all of a sudden, a two-legged creature sprung from the wall, hopped on my bike's shadow and rode away.
3.03.2010
Vélo Vogue Meets Curitiba
Let's just put it this way: The folks in Curitiba are fun!
I made one phone call and in return I made seven new friends!
Here we are defying authority and riding bikes where we're not supposed to!
When we got to the Oscar Niemeyer Museum, I felt a portrait coming on...
...that I then needed to be part of! (What's a party without KT?!?)
Enough sightseeing! Let's go get a beer!
I felt much better after a few libations.
As did Constance!
We rode around from about 8:30 pm to 2 am. The Chopper is not as badass as it looks. It was the only bike to get a flat tire! No worries, we had enough bike-savvy peeps to fix things up right quick.
Upon leaving us at our hotel, Jean impressively piled up his two extra bikes on the back of The Chopper. By the way, do you recognize him? He's the one and only guy with the chainsaw!
Muita obrigada to all my bike friends in Curitiba for showing me a most excellent, unforgettable night on the town!
I made one phone call and in return I made seven new friends!
Here we are defying authority and riding bikes where we're not supposed to!
When we got to the Oscar Niemeyer Museum, I felt a portrait coming on...
...that I then needed to be part of! (What's a party without KT?!?)
Enough sightseeing! Let's go get a beer!
I felt much better after a few libations.
As did Constance!
We rode around from about 8:30 pm to 2 am. The Chopper is not as badass as it looks. It was the only bike to get a flat tire! No worries, we had enough bike-savvy peeps to fix things up right quick.
Upon leaving us at our hotel, Jean impressively piled up his two extra bikes on the back of The Chopper. By the way, do you recognize him? He's the one and only guy with the chainsaw!
Muita obrigada to all my bike friends in Curitiba for showing me a most excellent, unforgettable night on the town!
1.26.2010
it takes a chainsaw
I returned two days ago from my month-long adventure in Brazil, my mind filled with memories, my skin still itching from sunburn, the taste of tropical fruits still on my palate, the crashing of waves in my ears, along with the roar of traffic congestion and honking horns.
When one mentions the word Brazil, the image of a pretty girl in a thong bikini strolling Ipanema usually comes to mind, and yes, there were/are many a scantily clad bunda to be seen. But I have decided to begin my reflections upon my bicycle adventures in Brazil with this striking image of an urban cyclist in Curitiba.
Photo by Curitiba Cycle Chic.
A bit scary perhaps? Why is this man with a chainsaw chosen to represent Brazilian urban cycling on Vélo Vogue? What is fashionable about him?
Because in a nation where car sales are at a record high and predicted to only to increase in 2010, where motorists don't stop for red lights for fear of being carjacked, where it is unsafe to walk three blocks along city streets at night, where it is unsafe to carry a purse, where it is unsafe to wear jewelry, where riding a bicycle in the city is considered not only marginal but insane, the most fitting image to represent the state of cycling in Brazil is one of a warrior who is fighting for his freedom to ride by any means necessary. A bici-guerrilla arming himself to protect a citizen's right to move freely and in peace.
To write about fashion and what men and women are wearing (or not wearing) on their bicycles in Brazilian cities seems downright silly to me. Instead, I chose to tell you about the urban bike trailblazers I am honored to not only to have met, but to have shared bike lanes with, or the lack of bike lanes - many a bike-brother and sister who led me through city streets, along sidewalks, in bus lanes and even [SIM!] on designated bike lanes!
I can't begin to tell you how impressed I am with the tenacity, passion and strength of these pioneers dedicated to a vision of a more liveable city. My experience cycling in Brazil will make me appreciate and celebrate the simple things about biking in SF that I have often taken for granted as I drop my purse in my basket and head through the Panhandle to Market Street on my daily commute to work in the morning and back at night. Or when I ride to the Mission on a Friday night and lock my bike up to a parking meter in front of a bar. Or as I wait in the freshly painted bike box on the Wiggle, edging into the intersection before the light changes. Or as our SFPD escorts us in a Critical Mass.
And because I don't want to leave you all hanging, and because I love you, here are those girls from Ipanema.
When one mentions the word Brazil, the image of a pretty girl in a thong bikini strolling Ipanema usually comes to mind, and yes, there were/are many a scantily clad bunda to be seen. But I have decided to begin my reflections upon my bicycle adventures in Brazil with this striking image of an urban cyclist in Curitiba.
Photo by Curitiba Cycle Chic.
A bit scary perhaps? Why is this man with a chainsaw chosen to represent Brazilian urban cycling on Vélo Vogue? What is fashionable about him?
Because in a nation where car sales are at a record high and predicted to only to increase in 2010, where motorists don't stop for red lights for fear of being carjacked, where it is unsafe to walk three blocks along city streets at night, where it is unsafe to carry a purse, where it is unsafe to wear jewelry, where riding a bicycle in the city is considered not only marginal but insane, the most fitting image to represent the state of cycling in Brazil is one of a warrior who is fighting for his freedom to ride by any means necessary. A bici-guerrilla arming himself to protect a citizen's right to move freely and in peace.
To write about fashion and what men and women are wearing (or not wearing) on their bicycles in Brazilian cities seems downright silly to me. Instead, I chose to tell you about the urban bike trailblazers I am honored to not only to have met, but to have shared bike lanes with, or the lack of bike lanes - many a bike-brother and sister who led me through city streets, along sidewalks, in bus lanes and even [SIM!] on designated bike lanes!
I can't begin to tell you how impressed I am with the tenacity, passion and strength of these pioneers dedicated to a vision of a more liveable city. My experience cycling in Brazil will make me appreciate and celebrate the simple things about biking in SF that I have often taken for granted as I drop my purse in my basket and head through the Panhandle to Market Street on my daily commute to work in the morning and back at night. Or when I ride to the Mission on a Friday night and lock my bike up to a parking meter in front of a bar. Or as I wait in the freshly painted bike box on the Wiggle, edging into the intersection before the light changes. Or as our SFPD escorts us in a Critical Mass.
And because I don't want to leave you all hanging, and because I love you, here are those girls from Ipanema.
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