yea! a bike. i have never thought of bike riding as an act of assimilation. copenhagen has helped me change my tune. it's fast and loose and everyone respects the bikers--no honkin' horns or birdies, it's all waving and waiting for the guy on the bike. it's great. so, i've joined the ranks and i am a virtual wind of change. truth be told, i am bit timid compared to some of these folks. the real wind of change is the breeze that each biker makes as they pass me on cph's generous lanes that can fit 3 abreast in most places!
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