To art class

It must be very cold in a hot air balloon at this time of year.

I like it that it's still daylight when I cycle to art class. On the way back I cycled with a stranger. He first caught up with me, but was unable to keep his pace, so I caught up with him. Then he continued to cycle behind me. I didn't like that. He was not very old and I always feel that it's unfair to let me pull the cart and I  started a conversation. Actually it  made it a very pleasant bike ride.