While teaching at UC Davis, I've enjoyed walking the streets of that quaint university town. I like Davis: the energy of the young reaching for knowledge, the weekly family picnic at the farmers' market adorned with colorful veggies from local fields, the train whistling into the station, and myriad shops that display a bustling village life.
I find it remarkable to discover how many folks ride bikes. Not just students. Everyone. Everywhere. Davis is a bicycling enclave. Stoplights even have an additional signal reserved for cyclists. There are bike paths galore, racks at street corners and storefronts, and a busy bike barn on campus.
Motorists, cyclists and pedestrians nod to each other with a knowing glance that they are working together to sustain this collaborative flow of transportation. Name-calling, horn honking, and angry gestures are rare. Kindly giving others the right-of-way at intersections is the norm.