About a year ago my boyfriend got me into riding bikes again - something I haven't done since Nixon was in office. Hugging the Delaware River is a canal path that runs up and down the Pennsylvania and New Jersey coast. When we want to go for a decent ride, this is where we go. It is beautiful, peaceful, and smooth. It has become one of my favorite workouts.

So when Sharaya and I were strolling down the street in New Orleans, on our way to VooDoo Festival, and we happened upon Blue Bikes, we couldn't say no. Literally. We stood there for a couple minutes toying with the idea before Sharaya pushed me over the edge.

Mind you, this one hasn't ridden a bike in the last two decades, and I haven't ridden on an actual road probably ever so the confidence here was completely unfounded.

We ended up in sketchy neighborhoods, major roadways, pothole-ridden parking lots, and -oh yeah!- the actual literal freeway.




Despite discussing packing it in and giving up, we ended up finding a nice bike path that brought us right to a gorgeous section of City Park. After a mini photo session, we returned the bikes to a nearby station and headed into the show.





The entire event really authenticated our "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" endeavor to get to the show. It had been just over two years since we saw our favorite band. After travelling by car, plane, bike, and by foot we finally made it to the front row for a truly amazing show.