Théorème de J.B. Corot : « la ville de Copenhague est équipée de 350 km de pistes cyclables surélevées, séparées de la route et très sûres » dont plus de 550 km font les trottoirs d’Orléans et son agglomération.
To the attention of the 5 million tourists who would hesitate to come and spend a little money in the city of Jeanne. Go away and don’t waste your time.
Orleans is a city like any other in France, also common, a city in which you can park on bike equipment in front of a local police station or to empty the trunk of your car — this person voted for the current mayor and therefore benefits from a free pass to park on the bike equipment** — or, because Orleans is a city with a lot of superstitions, if you are from the brand that hears voices — like the young Joan of Arc — for a year, after May 8, you also benefit from a free pass to occupy the street in front of school and endanger other users of the urban space.
Police will never punish you, so, enjoy the free parking everywhere.
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** Similarly, as a shareholder of a highway company, he has the right to cross the entire roadway to piss in the shadows to avoid burning his dick.
Perhaps you are adventurous and in search of thrills. The tourism initiative union can give you places to live like a real French.
There 2 possibilities :
You wake-up, take your bike to go to travel and endure a cut-off (of course, you can use your brakes)
After you get up, you have a drink — the red wine is authorized in France for breakfast — this allows you to park on the bike path or the sidewalk, while you go to buy a bread — the French baguette is not for those English bastards — and then, you can cut the road to a cyclist, yes, you can !
Choose your adventure (here is the point of view from a bike) :
Ok, you are a tourist and you paid between 100 and 150€00, this is what the local power see in you, a wallet. You want a big show. You want more.
Do you know that drugs circulate freely in Orléans ? No.
A feeling stronger than drugs is « to kill a cyclist ! »
Orléans City Council likes to oppose the transports’ modes and therefore circulates cyclists in the middle of pedestrians.
This road is laid out like shit. The equipment is not 5 years old :
The equipment on the right is not imperative. It’s a dangerous one for the person who wants to turn left after 300m :
You drive the motor vehicle. Under the influence of drugs you already start by frolicking the cyclist as you pass him. Anyway, you have a neuron, a god, a gear lever and you’re from the flat earth church (an other sect in the city). At the red light, the front car stops, allowing pedestrians to cross. These losers ! Well, you ! You’ll take a step back.
It is a free act. Even if the cyclist behind your vehicle knocks on the back window to inform you of his presence.
The drugs will help you find the button of the horn and use it. Finally, while honking, you will arrive after the cyclist at the signal, but you will find the time to lower your window to yell at the cyclist and show him the rules of the road.
Orléans doesn’t promise you anything extraordinary, that’s why if you could, finally, stay at home, even for 3 days, it would be better for your life, especially if you like fresh air and bike rides.
If not, go away and get your ass tanned in Marseille.
Finally, from this 3 days of bike, we can keep this example of respect (the motorist stop brutally to let the cyclist pass) :
_ _ _ _ _ Sorry for my spelling mistakes.