Cycling in Sydney Australia
The school holidays were a week ago, and we finally went to Paris. It's been a dream of mine to hire a cargo bike sometime, so the wife kindly allowed me to risk everyone's lives to do it.
At the bike shop, luckily there are no little bikes for the 6 year old. They do have a cargo ready to go, yeeha! The boys are super excited now and jump in the wheelbarrow part. As we start off, they're both singing away, to the appreciation of passers by. We're going to the river, luckily downhill…Continue
After 40 odd years of life, it was finally time to visit the Netherlands. It was for work, but still an awesome chance. Confirming our destination is bike central, KLM's plastic goblet has two bikes on it, along with a tulip, and a clog. On approach to Schiphol airport, a depressing 8 lanes of cars is the view out the window, but unlike other airports (tell me if I'm wrong), there's a bike path beside it, and more on the map.
We train it to Hoofddorp, in the industrial zone, as our…Continue
It's summer here, and we headed north towards Germany for holidays. Almost every city on the way is encouraging cycling, it seems. It's annoying. Every town, except for anywhere I live, is a cycling paradise.
On the way via train, I stopped in Milan for about 6 hours, getting a public bike. Each station says you need to sign up at an ATM. After discovering a big sign saying ATM near the main square, and following the tunnels to the office, ATM is: the…Continue
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Croatia is a very green natural place with a lot of history. Due to 2 sisters visiting, there was no space in the car. I had 4 days to get there.
Panic took me the day before. I wish you could bottle that feeling so you could open the bottle a week ahead of time, when there was plenty of time to plan, instead of surfing the internet. The route had seemed simple, but now zooming in, each town is a morass of turns,…
I love the blue bikes. They are incredibly handy, fun, good for a bit of exercise and a nice way to start the day. There are 175 stations along a 13km strip and a station at both ends of my street.
Getting to the airport: 15 minutes.
Getting to a hotel in order to meet a old work mate: 5 minutes.
Getting to the airport bus stop to get the no. 70 bus: 12 minutes. That's as quick as the bus without the wait, which can easily add 20 minutes.
And tonight, I had to drop off…Continue
Thanks to the freedom of car ownership, we couldn't afford to go anywhere this weekend, which was a compulsory 4 days, not even camping. I didn't have to persuade the missus to go for a ride as it's the only thing we can do.
We put the kid seats on, and the 4 of us went to Cagnes Sur Mer castle. It's 4.5km along fully separated paths, until the last km odd. We stop on the way at a playground, and for lunch. There are a fair few cars during the short climb into the citadel. Ollie says…Continue
OK, we finally arrived in Nice to live for 3 years. The boss, and the next boss up, both kept giving instructions on how to get a car, and I kept insisting that we were not going to get one. How will you get to work then? Well, this is Europe, so of course going car free and using a bike will be easy, I kept telling them. I'd heard a podcast of a guy who lives in Los Angeles and even then, went car free. Needless to say, this was putting my complete lack of knowledge against their local…Continue
Last Friday was my last day at work in this office. It started off nicely. Despite it being 6.15am and about 5 deg C outside, there were heaps riding on the Epping Rd/Gore Hill path, even more than summer it seemed. What's the story?
It being the last day, you get an exit interview, so you can complain about anything, so I complained about the lack of a bike subsidy. There's free public…Continue
Paul Krugman brings up the question, what is the best song about urban sprawl. There's
Big yellow Taxi, Little boxes (yay San Francisco, you even get into this contest), but I'd have to agree with his final choice. The Pretenders…