03 January 2013

World's Youngest Urbanist Again

Pepper Street. #copenhagen #crosswalk #lost
Lulu-Sophia, who I called the World's Youngest Urbanist last year and who features in my recent TED x talk from Zurich constantly fires off simple and logical observations from the urban theatre.

Yesterday we were out shopping on our cargo bike and we spotted these two red peppers that had presumably fallen off a bicycle. We chatted about them and then off we went. Lulu-Sophia was quiet for a moment and then said:

"Daddy, I bet they'll get run over and squished."

"I'm sure they will."

"I think it'll be a car that runs them over."


"Because cars can't see them. Cyclists can see them but the people in cars can't."

Ah, yes. Indeed.

The interaction with the urban landscape is heightened on a bicycle or on foot. And motorists can't see shit.

Lulu-Sophia's observations are always out of the blue, simple and poignant. Wonderful to see how she notices what goes on around her. Not long ago we turned off the cycle track parallel to the street onto a bicycle path through a housing development.

"Ooh! NOW it's quiet all of a sudden!"


Eneko Astigarraga said...

Nice post and very true!

I also have two little urbanists travelling all together on a bike and they also spot things that they couldn't if we travelled by car.

The last discovery of my big kid was that here, in the Land of the Cheating Banks, all corners were occupied by these business.

Absolutely clever, I thought. And then I answered him:

- Yes, they are the only that can pay the rent... and the ones who have raised the prices up so much that common business can't afford them.

- Yes aita (dad in basque) but give no ambient to the streets, because they seem to be always closed.

- Right!

As you can see, life on a bike is quite similar everywhere, even with these social and economical differences.

Greetings from the Deep South.

dr2chase said...

Spotted a dental night guard smashed in the road last June.

Yvie said...

Last summer, I biked on a concession road with a marsh on either side. The carnage of baby frogs trying to cross this concession road was upsetting. I must have counted over 20 squished frogs. Those in cars running them over had no clue. Yet another reason for me to hate the car.