Met the fire alarm guy at one location in Columbia Heights this morning. We were going to another spot in Adams Morgan after.
“How long will it take you to bike there? Google says it’s a ten minute drive”
“Probably about that. There’s a bike lane almost the whole way, it’s like an express lane.”
I arrive at the location, lock my bike, make sure I brought the right key, sit down on the stairs to check my email, confirm an appointment for Friday, then i get a text.
“I’m parked down the street, let me know when you arrive.”
“I’m here already.”
I love being smug about biking in the city. A few years back I met a contractor out in Arlington, and then we went to another location on 16th St NW near Q. I beat him by 30 minutes in the early afternoon traffic.