So, I was supposed to take my Hawk to Brooklyn tonight. A friend of mine is willing to trailer it for a track weekend at BeaveRun and back. However, today was not my day. The whole day I felt very tired and my brain hurt but the upcoming rainy weather was not giving me a choice. I had to take the bike there before the 'monsoon' starts. To make sure that I will be able to find his place, I typed his address into google maps and printed it out. My head was tired so I did not even read the name of his street, just looked at the map picture for couple of seconds thinking that I will properly read his address when I get near.
Later in the evening I was finally in Brooklyn. I took the right exit and stopped by the sidewalk to figure out where exactly to go. When I reached to my tankbag for the maps, I suddenly realized that I left all the printouts at home. I had not even read the address! I did not know what to do. I could either return home to get the printouts or try some other way figure out where to go. I was so close to call my other friend to ask him to log into my mail account, find the guy's address and give me some pointers. But I hate asking people for help. So, I decided to try on my own first.
I closed my eyes and attempted to imagine the map I saw for just couple of seconds earlier. I got a vague idea about where to go and I navigated myself through the streets in the assumed dirrection. The only thing I clearly remembered was that his mailbox was #2. That meant that he probably lives in an appartment building where the mailboxes are numbered than in a house. Finally, I was on the street which I believed was marked by little star on the map. And there it was - a small apartment building. I peeked into its backyard and was completely stunned by what I saw. There was a race bike on a trailer! A needle in a stuck of hay... :-)