Bike riding is so good I am surprised that it is not against the law. There must be some religion somewhere that forbids it as a sin because it is too good not to be.
So I delivered the Belchfire 6 to the Carsmith, unfolded my "ZEN" bike and set off for home. On the way I stopped at one of my favorite markets to pick up some fresh baked bread. I really love bread.
I bought a fresh baked loaf of sourdough and one of pumpernickel, some Chianti and a pound of sweet strawberries from California. I know that I should not buy the strawberries or the wine as they have traveled around 2000 miles in a diesel truck but I am weak. If I have a flat at least I'll have sustenance.
The following video shows that this place looks just about like any other place in "Amurica". Mostly it's cars and places to park cars.
This little three minute video condenses about an hour of riding (9 miles). It took longer than that as I did not hurry and stopped to pick up the lead weights the autos throw off, nearly a half pound today, and to look at things of interest.
The neighborhood at :18 is a modest tidy little place but the one at 1:22 is really a neighborhood of garages and driveways with attached bedrooms. Any of the driveways there cost more than my house and half acre. My concept of housing is shelter when I need shelter not an enclosed artificial environment People keep their cars in better places than people used to keep their livestock. The fellow on the trike near the end is a neighbor, has a car but prefers his bikes and trikes.
Chandra ask for a photo of the "ZEN" folded so here it is