Joy ride

At the risk of either my mother or my wife reading this post, I borrowed a friend's bicycle to drop off my laundry today. This is a perilous venture anytime, where the rules of the road are determined only by vehicle size, but is particularly thrilling on a $10 bike with one working pedal. I'll be cabbing it to pick up the clothes.

My hysterics aside, Beijing moves quickly even during rush hour. Despite the apparent chaos, I have only seen one fender-bender and no gridlock, at least as we know it in Toronto. In fact, it is easier to travel from one side of Beijing to the other than it is to do the same at home.