The urban bike magazine


Biking In Jerusalem

At a red light, I was waiting aside a motorcyclist I encountered, as we both descended the same hill, he sped it quickly and I joined a few moments later neatly passing the queuing cars. A short conversation ensued, continuing off from the previous intersection. He said he was jealous of the exercise I was getting while biking, I asked him if he’d consider biking but he said he could never bike in Jerusalem.