In summer or winter, man or woman, young or older; everyone can fall in love with the useful folding bike. Already during World War I, people used folding bikes, see this amazing picture here taken in 1917. by Aude
This is why I love cycling in Amsterdam – even the suits are doing it! And there’s no need for an iron or a dry clean: just let the evening breeze ease the wrinkles and sweat from the day.
It’s always nice to catch the last bit of sunshine of the day. Especially when it’s with your buddy, cycling side by side.
It looked like these two girls were trying to race each other once this red light turned green. I don’t blame them. At the end of a long work day, I also feel like racing home! Just can’t wait to take off my shoes and kick up my feet.
The saying goes TGIF, but I’m saying thank goodness it’s Thursday! What a gorgeous afternoon we had here in Amsterdam. I spent some time on the sunny terrace of the Eye. Might even got sunburned! But I love the ferry on sunny days. Where were you?
Hopefully the sun keeps up this magical work til Monday — the nations best holiday — King’s Day!
Finally the first real spring days! And what do you do? Ride to your local park and chill out. At the Sarphati Park, in De Pijp, you could barely see the grass. Bikes and people everywhere. Oh ya.
Check out Amsterdam Cycle Chic’s top 10 Instagram pics of March.
1. Spring weather expected
2. Chit Chat
3. Amsterdam style: cycling home after an holiday
4. Mum and daughter on a Dutch bike
5. Is that Jennifer?
6. Cycle to the music
7. Faster than the rain
8. Hotel Bike Only: Count-the-bicycles-game
9. Free Bike Parking at ‘De Hallen’
10. Waiting on the ‘Magere Burg’ for a boat to pass
Are you already following us on Instagram? You should, if you want to learn more about Amsterdam’s cycling culture and enjoy the diversity of cyclists and bikes in Amsterdam’s streets. Every month we will post the most liked Instagram shots here on our blog.
The other day I was riding down Vijzelstraat towards the city centre. As I was approaching the Prinsengracht (a one-way and precisely here), I slowed down, looked for on-coming cars and bikes from the left and right… and kept riding.
Yes, I knowingly rode through a red light. In Amsterdam. The capital of red-light-running. I know, that doesn’t make it ok.
A police car followed me, pulled me over, and proceeded to lecture me about how it’s unsafe, especially “because a police car was parked at the intersection.”
And then he actually asked me if he could give me a fine of €97. I had already argued my side by saying I felt safe, so I didn’t argue further. But could I have said no? I wonder.
So watch out Amsterdammers. They’re out to get ya!
The title says it all, and for the ones that are too Dutch to get it: WOODEN SHOES! And wood on the bike luggage rack..looks like Dutch countryside in the middle of the city!