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I came across this shop last week on a walk back from work, I dont remember seeing it before. I did go in, look around, put my hands on the bars and my butt on the seat of a big black lovely,and dreamed...
We live behind the crest a very big hill. To get here from the city its a steep, curving, long trip, serviced by a freeway or 'the old road'. To put the hill into perspective, the Tour Down Under passes the top of my street. So unless your middle name is Lance, theres not a lot of cycling that goes on around here in the hills-there's very few kids on bikes zooming around. Its a walking town and its the bus or a car for us when a trip in to the city is required. I car pool into work and we 'cluster' our town shopping, planning ahead and doing one big manic trip, else I'll mosey in in my lunch-hour But I harbour another 'Kel'; I fantasize about being an inner-city dweller (with vege garden) owning one of these lovelies and cruising leisurely from place to place. Bookshops, markets, recycle boutiques and cafes are coming to mind... 'oh , i have kids' Another lifetime maybe, when Im bjorn again as a Dane, Swede,Parisienne...inner Melbournian...
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Where we live is hilly as well, but not too bad, somedays I get out on the mountain bike to zip to the shops or library if I only need a couple of things, but generally I will walk there and back because I don't have to faff around locking/unlocking the bike. Like you I have little fantasies about riding around the innercity somewhere, maybe someday.
Pip
When we lived in the inner city my partner had his bike stolen - he saw it down the market one day some time later and stole it back.
I stopped riding when I got pregnant, all my joints got so wobbly and my sense of balance changed, so I felt unsafe. Now I want one of those Danish bikes with the box at the front for kid and shopping, I see one around our town and I'm very jealous.
pip-i feel my inner city bikelife slipping away and like ICG- my long held fantasy about a danish bike with kids and cargo in front is where my jealous streak lies
kate - love the mutual theft- brilliant. The cargo bike is definitely my favoured option- especially the long john- fantasises about the city streets full of apron clad lads pedalling mountains of loaves and coffee around!!
The cute guy reads your blog now too and was so excited about these bikes he told me about them before I had to chance to read myself. I especially like how all the women wear skirts to ride. And they don't look like they sweat at all. That's how I want to ride a bike! Seriously though I would love one with a huge basket but will likely settle on a used bike with my old backpack.
kale- sweet, now he just needs a blog....the bikes are very deluxe arent they. they sure know how to market them...no sweat and glam all round. yup, like you im doing 'normal'...
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