Some days if you squint your eyes and imagine cycling infrastructure everywhere with different buildings in the background, you could almost pretend you were in another city. A city where riding a bike is nothing out of the ordinary.
Where stopping by a shop to pick up a new pair of shoes while out cycling is mundane.
Where cycling in the snow while holding an umbrella isn’t a rarely seen event and bike lanes are filled with people on bikes instead of illegally parked cars.
Where no one blinks an eye that you’re riding a bicycle when you’re dressed nicely.
Or a grey, cold and chilly one.
Where when you mention the family SUV, you’re really talking about the family cargo bike.
Well, almost. We’re not quite Amsterdam yet.