Something different.

If you go to Little Black Bike, do yourself a favour and give Mikey a gold coin and ask for a chai tea. Best.

We went to this abandoned building in the middle of the city to listen to our friends band, I think you’d call it a hipster show.

You could buy beer, cider and wine from this:

Mikey and I did a wee bit of exploring, found this interesting bank, and then got kicked out by the head nazi hipster because we weren’t having fun like we were supposed to.

We then snuck back into the hipster festival. Beechy and his twin sister (?!) Erin jiggin.

Partying and bikes can be fun, but remember a lock.

Cracked out.

And as it turned out. Saturday weather wasn’t as bad as we expected. Acquired rail, rode bikes, nursed hangovers.