Just a few days after Christmas last year, I was slowly worming my way through the security line at Montreal’s airport reading through the last pages of David Byrne’s Bicycle Diaries. The first security guard stopped me to ask just one question:
“So, you’re reading a little Che Guevara?”
I smiled. “No, that was Motorcycle Diaries. This is the self-powered version.”
He laughed, but made me step aside anyway before asking me to empty my entire backpack.
Mostly travelogue, Bicycle Diaries is an interesting, entertaining and snappy read by the former Talking Heads lead man who has, for more than two decades, travelled the world with his own folding bike. He muses about art, music, fashion, urban design and architecture, and dabbles in some history, religion and politics as well. The chapters on Buenos Aires, Manila and American cities particularly stand out a year later.