Cheese Fries Taste Better At 3 AM

This morning/last night I left the house at 2:30 and went for a bike ride on the spur of the moment. Found some bike lights, clamped them on, put on my headphones and explored the empty streets.

There's something magical about the empty city at night. Everything is lit, but nothing is open. The only movement and signs of life come from roaming taxi drivers and the smoke breaks of gas station attendants.

I rode in wide circles in the centre of Granville, sped down the hill on Broadway in Kerrisdale, and waved at the rare traffic. I sang along to my iPod.

This is something everyone should experience. A set of good lights, a nice bike, and some practice staying up super late (or really early) let you see the city at a time few people ever do.

Just waiting for it's people to return.