Yesterday my landlord and I bicycled over to North Williamsburg for an art opening. We ate sushi and drank beer, wine, sake, and tequila. The paintings by Charlotte Eschenlohr-Seidl were a pleasant surprise. We bid good night a little after 7 and rode down to the East River. An armada of rain-clouds lingered over the Manhattan skyline backed by a pink sunset. The city retains its majesty. AP and I got back to Fort Greene without any incidents.
No DWI on bikes.
Yet.