This really brings us back.
Our first bike - the one under the Christmas tree circa 1971 in the old Victorian pile we lived in in Philadelphia - was a blue Schwinn.
Big wheels. Big fenders. Big tires. Thick cables. Heavy.
It must have weighed more than our six-year-old body did.
That sucker is still in mom and dad's basement, a bit rusty, but still street worthy.
This Schwinn was leaning against an old Kyoto home just north of City Hall. The only concession to the 21st century was a Cat Eye light.
Otherwise, it is nearly the same bike - three times bigger, of course - as the one we terrorized the old neighborhood with in the early 1970s.
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