When Bossy was growing up, her city didn’t believe in bike lanes, and cars had very little respect for bicycles.
But yesterday Bossy was checking out how many of her hometown streets have been painted in this way, with a bike lane and — what is that other lane? — but anyway, Bossy wonders if the actual car culture has turned around that much.
When Bossy lived in the Washington D.C. area, the thing that impressed her the most was its commitment to bicycles. The city and its suburbs had a seamless system of trails and paths that stretched for miles and miles, from the farmlands to the Capitol, from the fish market to Bossy’s stove, and pretty much connected you anywhere you wanted to go with very little on-street stress.
It’s funny how some cities allow bikes to assimilate better than others.