Bike parking has proliferated across the city in the last few years. But of course, bikes often end up lashed to any available pole. Like a dog waiting for its owner, or a horse in front of the saloon. But hey, that's one of the real beauties of urban biking, parking right in front of where you're going.
Usually it works perfectly fine.
Sometimes it's slightly awkward, like when dealing with a low parking meter.
And sometimes you come back and your bike is in an undignified heap, all akimbo. That sucks.