Back on the Brompton this week although thankfully from within the city - the problem child's upright position, snappy gearshifts and familar battle-proven functionality being prefereable for the commute over the lovely-but-lacking Fuji.
Yesterday was bright and cold, this morning overcast with a hint of rain but thankfully a bit warmer. On both days I've arisen at a leisurely pace (being able to get up half an hour later with fewer variables / complictating factors separating me from the workplace) and have ridden into town for sausages before coming out again to work.
I've done a few of the main aterial roads into the city and it's a pleasant surprise to find them pretty empty; probably because I've reached them a good half-hour before the 9am crush... either that or the ring road is so gridlocked that it's limiting the rate at which traffic reachers the city itself. Regardless, I'm not complaining and very happy to finally have no part to play in the hateful commuter traffic.
Last night I left work and headed in completely the wrong direction; having a bit of a waft in / around town before stopping for a tired but reasonably rewarding session on the rings.
The flat's just-about liveable-in (I now have a toaster
and curtains!) and am so far very much appreciating my first proper week of city-based commuting
