As the Citibike program continues to take the City by storm, our biking culture has become much more diverse in its demographic, its core customer. Much as you would see a grandmother from Aalborg next to a hipster who lives in Nyhavn, now we New Yorkers are seeing many different types of people swiping their cards and hoisting themselves onto our blue metal tanks.
Though Manhattan is typically rife with tourists on bicycles, they’re mostly hidden in Central Park, where they can rent their vehicles and take oh-so-pleasant-that-runners-want-to-maul-them tours of our fair garden. With the ubiquity of the Citibikes around Manhattan and Brooklyn (see above), it provides exactly what Citibike’s planners wanted: a truly new way to explore the City of New York for the Citibike Tourist (Italian, Australian, or otherwise). And much more than 59th – 110th Streets.
The Citibike Lovebirds. Ever the romantic, given Brooklyn, Queens, or Lower Manhattan resident takes his girlfriend around town, showing off his knowledge of the built environment and its nuances. When did he move here? Last month. But his new girlfriend (who doesn’t know that yet) is enamored of the tidbits he’s able to spew out, after having spent ten years reading Emphemeral New York and dreaming about moving here after college.
Finally, the Citibike Bros. It’s safe to say that commuter cycling in New York and throughout most of the US is a less-than glamorous activity. I may use the term “bro” loosely, but he and his buddies may be found at 2nd Avenue in Midtown or the Lower East Side on a given evening (pick your poison). With the advent of this program, it seems at least to me that the slicked-back-hair toting, fitted-button-down-shirt wearing entry-level financier is less opposed to the ease of this mode of transportation. I mean, it was this easy when they were at Cornell, Penn, and Harvard, so why not shake things up a bit in Manhattan. And of course using the beloved program and not having to lock up one’s own vehicle means that one never has to say…dude where’s my bike?