Rotterdam is all about the bicycle. If I thought I was impressed by Portland bike culture, I was seeing a young, vibrant transplant from older roots. Those roots lie in the rich, fertile earth of the Netherlands and the hearts (and legs) of the Dutch. Here everyone rides a bicycle from the cradle to the grave. The streets teem with them, and it is the bicycle and not the car, at the top of the natural order. Almost without exception Dutch cyclists ride without helmets and yet they navigate their bikes with a stylish confidence in all directions in a constant, thriving urban peloton. It is an amazing sight.
So here are a few of the faces of Rotterdam. All riding, or double riding. You may recognize a few recent transplants at the end of the sequence. Tomorrow our team takes to the streets for our own prologue. I've met about half the boys in the last couple of days and they've welcomed me as part of the team.