midnight streets

[cris]

I saw him in the corridor, reaching for his messenger bag, fumbling for keys, making the motions of leaving. It was 3am on the tail end of a party. The musicians in the front hall were still jamming with their guitars, bongos, and wordless humming, but the fire spinners had put out their flames, and the conversations on black feminist queer

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[silentq]

The SW corridor was a large part of why I made it to that party, and I had a great time riding it there and back.
I'm glad that I got as much sleep as I did, but a small part of me wishes I'd been able to hold out a little longer for the group ride home. :-)

[cris]

you know, I actually don't think I've ridden with you since you got the Surly. that needs to be amended some day.

[silentq]

I seem to recall a late night ride back from An Tua Nua with you two, that's what was playing in my memories as I was reading this post. :-)

[cris]

yeah, the three of us totally did that, and it's a total smiley-face worthy memory.

[ayun]

Riding late at night, especially this time of year, is the absolute BEST.

Walking to work is really nice, but it means I get less riding in. Which in turn encourages longer weekend rides that aren't really for any particular reason. I think they call that 'recreation'?

[cris]

So, hey, if I have to leave before the next Apple Picking trip, I'm thinking group ride/carpool to Walden to just hang out for a summer afternoon. Good idea? Alternate venue suggestion?