Cycling in Campinas
21th july

While the bus was entering the city of Campinas a big city of Sao Paulo, was thinking it would be a great experience to paddle around the city and Lou, my friend also proposed me to join with her to take a ride. So it was all set, we went out of the home in the morning to grab the nice paved road of Campinas. Decorous neighborhood and gentle traffic accompanied us all though. It was bit troublesome for me to ride in the right hand side of the road as we ride in the left so I had to calculate every turn we took. Another cyclist joined with us to lead us the whole circuit. Its obvious they have passion of cycling and they use it as a means of transport. Now we are three and following each other though I was in the last and was not as fast as like them. I was eyeing on everything as it is new for me. The traffic, the road, the signs, the tress, the pedestrians! After quite a while we have started heading towards east and it was against the burning sun. Less humidity and very dry air remained me the thin air on altitude. It was 800 meter above the sea and around the geographical highest point of Bangladesh – Kewkradong of Chittagong Hills.

Flowing two faster cyclists towards a long slope was tiring as I have never seen such a big slope in anywhere where I have ride so far. Its hard to find any road in Bangladesh that I had to negotiate with the gradient. So I became slower and striving.

After the first slope found a vast empty horizon in the front and some condo minas in the right hand side of the road. I came to know these are for very rich peoples and it was showing also the same with the architecture, style and security system. Brazil is having the biggest gap between rich and poor peoples around the world and its vibrates.

We took turn in the right again and followed a high way to the south. It was humongous down slope to fly, so we did. Nicely paved road energized us to feel the speed. Its like getting into the road that touching the horizon and we are flinging. It was the best part of the ride to memories.

After another turn we started following the flock of small cars which leading us to the local university named “UniCamp” (University of Campinas).