Bikes

Sometimes I go on bike rides here. I went on one yesterday with a couple friends and one today.  Yesterday we rode in a line and laughed and all dinged our bells and honked the old-timey horns on the bikes and went through tunnels.  It looked like a movie and felt like a dream.  Today was the same.  We just rode through the city and stopped at a community garden where they grow vegetables. 
There were trees and parks and cool wind on our flushed faces and we rode fast and felt strong.

As we rode, I remembered and expressed how much I love Berlin.  One can ride and laugh and talk and stop and get from one point to another and the cars will stop and the time will fly and the temperature will always even out with the wind and the sun and the sweat.  There is never a moment when there is nothing left to discover.  Though there is nothing new under the sun, we will never know it all or see it all, especially in this always changing city.

I think I should walk and ride more often.  When there isn't glass and metal between the world and me, I gain a new perspective and see the world differently and more fully.  And am in it.   There is no hiding when you are on a bike. It's too late. You're already there.  You're faced with the reality of the city and then you get to interact with it and know yourself and others and God in a different way.  It's less isolating.
Plus, bikes are fun cause you get to sit down whilst you exercise.