It’s a gray, cloudy, humid afternoon in Kyoto. I was riding home from school today, blasting some Justice on my headphones, passing the busy street my school is on, weaving in and out of people, cars and bikes, when I finally reached a narrow side street I usually ride downhill to go home. I was about halfway through when I popped off my headphones. Quiet. Only the zzzzzz sound of my bike tires on the wet pavement and the slow cranking of the bike chain. No cars, no other people, and no movement in any of the small, narrow buildings lining the street. I rode slowly through that frozen world for about 2 minutes before it came to an end.
Definitely a moment to remember.