Donna has had a real knack for finding thorns lately and her ride earlier this week was no exception. Not just one flat tire, but two. Such repairs usually fall into my department, which believe me, is a very small department. Meanwhile, Donna takes care of cooking, cleaning, laundry and other odds & ends that involve taking care of me. Fixing two flats tonight is the least I can do.
After working our way into a great viewing spot for the Red Bull Flugtag, and sitting there for about 90 minutes while we waited for the start of the Event, the Long Beach Police came along and decided they didn't like us sitting there. There were no ropes, barriers or anything like that indicating that the area was closed.
As a result, we ended up in the nose-bleed section instead of the front row, well behind people who arrived more than an hour after we did. Way to go LBCPD!
Thanks to a car vs. train incident, quitting time didn't come as early as I expected. As 6:30pm rolled around, I realized I wouldn't be home in time for a ride so I headed to Dos Vientos for an evening stroll. The landscape, as always, was a sight to see.