Crazy Night

So yesterday was Midnight Ridazz, The Ladies Ride. What ended up happening was almost a ticket from the cops. Because the ride was so jam packed, my sister and I got squeezed to the wrong side of the road. Before we knew it, police sirens were going off and they were demanding that someone in "the white shirt" pull over. Confused my sister and I stayed with the group gliding back into the right side of the road. "You in the white shirt, pull over". We both were wearing white shirts.

We pulled over and waited for the cops to come. I'm not too proud of this (but so relieved we did) my sister and I jet back into the 500 bicyclist herd when the cops parked.





Eventually we lost the group and met two druggies who said they'd escort us back to our car. They told us stories about their lives on how one had an amputated leg and the other collected a quarter million in a lawsuit. They gave my sister free stuff and tried to hit on her. The end of the night we exchanged info and jetted off. A lot of it was my sister's handling but it taught me that people can surprise you by their kindness.