ciclavia

we did it.  the whole route of ciclavia.  actually, we first rode to barker block to meet some friends, then we made our way up the 4th street bridge to the start of the route.  once at the boyle heights park we had some tallarin from the lomo truck.  mind you i'd just eaten breakfast and wasn't even hungry.  i just ordered food because i was there and the food truck was there and everyone else in my party was eating.

the whole point of ciclavia is to see your city in a new way or in a slower way.  instead of zipping by in traffic, we were able to stop on the 4th street bridge over the LA river and take pictures.  i didn't even know there was a big park at the end of 4th street in boyle heights, much less a lake at the park.  pre had fun at the playground, getting brave with the slide but still avoiding the swing.  whenever i pick him up and move to lower him into a swing he curls his legs up like a cat near bath water and says, "no.  no."  my friend suzan who was there with her family said, "there's no law that says you have to like the swings pre."  i love her for saying that.

after carbing it up with peruvian spaghetti we mounted our bikes and struggled up the hill again.  well, i struggled, in fact there were a few times on some of the steep hills when i just couldn't pedal one foot further and i walked the bike to the top of the hill.  once in little tokyo, we decided to stop at far bar to have a beer.  jv and i ordered "black ale" which turned out to be coke and wine.  seriously, it was mj juice.  once we were lose with alcohol we rolled up to the hollywood finish with enough steam to make it all the way back to barker block.

i love cycling with my family.  i'm so thankful to have a shared hobby with my dudes.  viva ciclavia.