God, I love zipping around the city on the Velibs.
As much as I love walking, able to get up close to the store windows, fruit stands and fashionable people, nothing beats the adrenaline rush of pedaling through these beautiful streets.
It’s like being in a musical piece. There is a rhythm that you have to match. There is an energy that carries you. You are one part in an orchestration of trucks, buses, cars, scooters and pedestrians. It’s not always harmonious, but when it’s right, it’s thrilling. You can feel it in your beating heart and pumping legs. I try not to grin because I know I look like a big dork. But sometimes I am a big dork.