Sign of Hope

I was riding my little thigh-powered scooter into work along 20th Street the other day, and heard the ominous sound of the railroad crossing arms.  As any Sacramentan knows, the appropriate action to take at this point is to slam on the gas, and hope that you can perhaps beat the train to the C Street crossing.

Alas!  On this day, I had no horses, so I was forced to wait at L Street while the four engine behemoth chugged by.  Up pulled a ponytailed hipsterchik on a black cruiser.  And a business suit on a vintage Schwinn.  And a messenger on a fixie.  And a server, avec apron, on a yellow fat tire.  And a beat-up greybeard on a beat-up grey bike.  And by the time the train was done with us, there were eight bicycles waiting to get through the intersection.

Yay, alternatrans!

1 Comment so far

  1. saucypan on September 7th, 2008 @ 7:23 am

    That’s almost better than it is in Beijing these days. Amazing what kind of congestion you can create by adding 1,000 new cars on the road a day. I’m bracing myself for the post- Olympics/Paralympics future, when the vehicle restrictions will be lifted.

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