Cycling around the peninsula, weekend after weekend, taught me that what I have been taught to see, and what I expect to see, and what I have learned to name and connect, did not give me the tools to “think” the con-nections that my bicycle was making, slow spoke by slow spoke.
This reminds me of the wrong belief "Science is the ultimate truth". I think her seeing for herself gave her a much needed new perspective and question the way we have been taught to think. I feel this interweaving of her personal story in this paper made this all the more insightful, sort of from an insider's point of view rather than just examining from the outside.