



H and I took out the C and the S last night to partake in a little bit of the gritty art world. I have to say, I've had some great 'art at its roots' experiences since moving here. Though on a completely different plane than my old world, I find these experiences to be more enjoyable in some ways - no pretension, youthful enthusiasm, no standards to uphold. It was also a nice opportunity to test out the new lights. When you are on your bike you are part of your surroundings - and there is no better time to be part of it all than on a warm summer evening.