En route

I'm finally getting my bearings about the bit of Bristol son is about to leave. I've cycled and walked there from the station in the past and I've been for walks around there. The walk into town and back last night joined up a few more places (and reminded me where I once came off my bike in the cold and dark). Best of all, I think I've learnt which brightly graffitied but immensely confusing pedestrian subways under the motorway roundabouts lead where. This morning I walked a new route to Temple Meads and barely needed the map.  

Next time I go he'll be in a new place and I'll start again.