Its not often that I would send a postcard from my bike after my first hour of cycling in a new city, but then, not all cities are London!
Having been for my obligatory morning run, taking in the cultural
and cycling features of London,
including a bike share system that seems to be working
and this inspirational view of Blackfriars's bridge,
I found myself returning from my first cycle of London somewhat daunted. This is a city with a lot of buses, small streets and savy cyclists.
Yet, when the hotel up the road caught fire, the London Police decided to shut down a major arterial, The Strand
not only to buses, but to cyclists!
I went wandering and found this bike security system to be envied!
Eight hours later, after a lovely meeting with Museum3 types
as I wondered at the peace and quiet of one of the main arterials of London,
(listen to the Sound of Silence - or The Serenity if you're Australian)
I was amused to see that even a hardened Londoner on a clown bike, (though I now understand thanks to @behoovingmoving that clown is the new black), would stop to take a photo of the fire!
Thank you London. Culture and hard-core cycling in one!
What more could an Antiopodean girl ask for!