Black*Eiffel recently posted this hilarious video of rush hour in Amsterdam, and I couldn’t help but be reminded of my own trip.
Bicycles seemed to be the primary mode of transportation there, which makes a goofy, Dutch kind of sense. There is public transit by way of tram, but in a city so small (I would guess you could walk from one side to the other in under forty minutes) that seems unnecessary.
The end result, as you can see from the video, is fairly terrifying. I have a semi-irrational fear of being hit by a bike. I don’t know why, but for some reason it almost scares me more than the thought of being run over by a car. I think the idea of how painful a bike would be is much more immediate to me, whereas a car would hurt so much I can’t even really imagine it. Either way, The Boy pretty much did not stop laughing at me because I was constantly running into stationary objects in my desperate (mostly unnecessary) attempts to avoid the speeding bicycles.
Scary as they may be, the bikes sure were pretty. Now, I hate bicycles. Let me rephrase, I hate riding bicycles. Haven’t done it since I was ten, and I intend to keep it that way. One day I will be able to fully impress upon you the extent of my lack of coordination (three words: Special Ed. P.E. Yeah. Think about what that could mean) Nevertheless, some of these were just so darn cute I was almost tempted. Almost.
I saw a lot of these barrow-bikes, carrying everything from children to cheese wheels to drunken buffoons! Did you know its not illegal to ride your bike drunk in Amsterdam? It should be, apparently there have been ongoing efforts.