The other reason that I haven’t been actively posting is I that just went through two major transitions and enjoyed the corresponding celebrations. At the end of May, I graduated from Hunter College with a Masters in Urban Planning. The following week I turned 30. Graduation was somewhat anti-climactic as this year my only “class” was my DOT internship. I am still working at the DOT so besides the diploma, very little has changed post graduation. The passing of my twenties was also not terribly sad or shocking. I decided not to have a blow-out party and instead had an amazing steak dinner at Peter Luger’s and drinks with a few close friends. The most exciting thing about my thirtieth was watching Liz mount her roommate’s pink beach cruiser and ride over the Williamsburg bridge to the restaurant.
After my graduation and birthday celebrations I went home to Erie for a few days, and then fell right back into my chaotic New York lifestyle. Soon after returning I was welcomed home by an “only in New York” bicycle.
Back at work, I did some more monitoring of Times Square for the DOT, and saw two very strange things.
In between rainstorms last week I was in the East Village looking for places to install bike racks. In the process I came across some great abandoned bikes.
Unfortunately, I missed the bike film festival this year, but walking by the theatre last week I did see this really cool bike…
I might have missed the BFF, but I did attend another bike related cultural event last week. Guest blogger Roos Stallinga has a piece of her artwork in the Atlantic Gallery, and I attended the opening last Tuesday. The current exhibit features artwork related to transportation, and its worth checking out. Below are a few pieces from the collection.
While at the gallery I met artist Vincent Pinto, who had a few pieces in the exhibit, including these…
Mr. Pinto overheard me talking about my bike projects, and after speaking with him, I convinced him to contribute to this blog. His post will be the first in a series of guest posts that feature New York cyclists that do not belong to the spandex tribe. Take it away, Vincent!
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