IHOP and Rain
20 June 2009 | Jason
It was 1:30 in the morning and we began to bike toward Harvard Square to satiate our desire for food. Rain had been pouring all day long, and when I looked out my window it seemed as though the rain had stopped. This was not true. Although it was not pouring, the rain decided to try to shake the last little drops of precipitation on us during our travel. We made it there in generally one piece and went inside a completely empty IHOP. We sat down, had our food, and conversed for a couple of hours before decided it was time to depart and make our way back home. The rain had still not stopped, but we needed to get home. We got on our bikes and rode toward MIT. As we rounded a corner, her front tire slipped out and she fell. What was the culprit for this? A completely flat front tire. Having sustained injury from her fall, we walked our bikes back as far as we could, but did not get very far. We came to the conclusion that it would be more worth it to tie up our bikes and take a taxi back. This was when the rain began coming down even harder. I quickly tied up the bikes and joined her under the umbrella to escape the rain and wait for a taxi to show up. It took a few minutes for one to come down the street but luckily one did and we got home.
Rain is fun in limited amounts, but when you’re two miles away from home, it can make your life miserable. Snow is much better. You already expect your life to suck, so your expectations are lower.