Great walking cities are not always great biking cities.
Take Manhattan for example. While I relish a good sunny day wandering the deep urban canyons of that big city, the thought of biking down Fifth Avenue leaves me a bit cold. Between racing taxis, darting buses and car doors opening without warning, the hazards of big city biking are numerous.
I felt similarly ambivalent about biking in Buenos Aires. That is, until we signed up with La Bicicleta Naranja for a bike tour around the city.
The day was a sunny one and I was looking for a new way to see the sights. When I mentioned a bike tour, the response I received from Cousin Andy (visiting from NYC) and Erin was tepid at best.
Donning our helmets, I noted we were the only people in our group of 15 wearing protection. As a slave to fashion, I considered what the helmet might do to my perfectly coiffed hair. Nonetheless, I thought it best to wear one.
Following our fearless guide Carla, we struck out into Buenos Aires traffic. Applying the "safety in numbers" principle, we created a long line of orange bikes, eliciting stares wherever we rode.
Mostly we were on quiet side streets or bike paths, seeing a wide variety of neighborhoods, restaurants and parks. Throughout, the novelty of the bikes brought stares, hoots and laughter. It seems the PorteƱos aren't that accustomed to tourists on bike.
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I just found your blog and I'm making my way through your archives. You have some great stories.
I'm also reading another blog about a couple on an around the world honeymoon. They are also in Buenos Aires right now. I left a link to your blog on their site, and thought I'd give you their link.
http://travelingnewlyweds.ivillage.com/love/
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