Velo Cuba: Making the Imposible Posible
We should have brought a bike stand.
You know those little wooden stools we had in our bathrooms as kids, the ones we needed to climb up on to be able to spit the toothpaste into the sink? When we walked into Vélo
Cuba, a customer was standing beside his bike, holding it upright, while two mechanics sat on those same tiny stools, examining his drivetrain. In a corner, someone cleaned a chain in a stockpot full of dirty solvent. Ten bikes of varying age, size, brand and quality hung from a rack rigged to the ceiling.