Welcome to San Francisco
posted by saurabh in Levity, San Francisco |I am riding my newly-acquired bike through the Panhandle, the strip of greenway that leads into Golden Gate Park. It is midnight. A sprinkler guards against my forward progress with a parabolic fan of water. I slow my bike. A flat white light is strobing from behind me; another biker is pulling up. “Oh, shit,” he says, observing our dilemna.
“You’ve just gotta wait,” I say. “Just time it.”
“It’s all about the timing,” he agrees. I see a movement to my right - a third bicyclist is cutting through the grass, attempting to circumvent the gantlet of sprinklers.
“That’s an awfully long jet,” I remark, queasily. “Is it coming towards us? It is coming towards us!” We edge backwards. Then, “Fuck it!” I declare, and charge forward. The first spray is not so bad - I slip through the least of it. The second hits me full on, drenching my jeans. The wind immediately cuts into my wet hands, chilling them.
“Oh - that’s cold!” I hear from behind.
We are now officially headquartered in San Francisco.
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