Bicycle Kitty

Where should we ride?  I look out the window and think.  To the blue building.  And back.  How about thirty third?  How about both.

And so, down the stairs, out the door, into the dark wee hours and the blue building.  Up the ramp, the elevated parking lot for lots and lots of laps.

Out, past orange-lit houses, curvy bikey infrastructure and u-turn.  Everything is familiar.  It's the same way we came.  Orange houses again.  Curvey turn-off again.  And done.