In this clip near the Olympic Park, I blurt out “Beijing” while Bryan rides on past …
Every few blocks in Beijing, there are curbside mechanics that fix bikes as cyclists ride up. The mechanics have tubes, pumps, wrenches and more. At some of the stops, cyclists socialize and hang out. I stopped and filled up my rear tire on the folding bike and said hello. The mechanic and his buddies didn’t speak english, but nodded and smiled just the same and gave us happy thumbs up.
Bikes as transportation in a city of millions. We rode from the hotel to the Forbidden City and just got into the “flow” of bike traffic and followed it through perilous intersections, traffic circles, and more. I was the only one in all of China wearing a helmet. The safety zone between bikes and other vehicles of all types doesn’t exist, everyone is close to everyone and everything else and it’s best to just roll with it, finding your way.
See more in the Bike Hugger photostream.