Clothes on, teeth brushed, no time for coffee a bag of litchis are grabbed out of the fridge. Left out of our apartment is the longest corridor known to humankind. It is of biblical proportions. It leads to the elevator. 31 minutes to sunrise. I forgot my bike helmet. Whispering curses I retrieve it from the room. Bleary eyed we ride the elevator down.
27 minutes to sun up, the scooter is posted east and we ride. The streets are quiet. The Google maps lady is silent. I am headed into the general direction but only she knows the way.