Bikes

Hi Mom,

Free Friday! Met Dalit for a bike ride (I borrowed her husband’s bike) across the Brooklyn Bridge. We sat by the water and ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I’ve been spending a lot of time down by water lately, but I guess this is the season for it.

The city’s rather replete with places to ride bikes, with a system of lanes specifically dedicated to the cause. They don’t tell you on the lane map that most of the time there are taxis or angry drivers parked in them, but in the end I guess it just adds to the adventure.

Did a lot of zooming around things and biking uphill—we passed one of Dalit’s cousins on the bridge, because New York can really sometimes be a small kind of town.

Can’t wait for you to come visit.

Love,
Karen