Cute essay on cyclists on the campus of Stanford University in Palo Alto, California. The students, staff and faculty just ride bikes there.
And what aids the differencing is that few people wear helmets, and everyone is wearing ordinary clothes — none of the sleek and gaudy costumes you see on cyclists pumping through the peninsular hills and whistling down Sand Hill Road to the Caltrain station. They are themselves on wheels.
There is a deeply pleasing randomness about the campus cyclists, as though one morning university officials had assigned a bicycle to every member of the Stanford community, come as you are, without considering for a moment matters of fit — or fitness.
Read more in the New York Times.
Elsewhere: Biking at Stanford University.