Convenience

Despite the House of Inconvenience's many inconveniences (all of them financial as far as I'm concerned) I love being able to walk out the front door and be on top of the hills within 20 minutes. Today it felt gloriously wild. That runner in the middle is an old man of about 300. I overtook him on the uphill bits (I was walking and he was doing what I can only describe as a Saint Vitus dance) but he smoked me on the downhill bits. Good for him.