I was sorting through my files, and i stumbled upon these memories of what was my second home for six years. I was very lucky to take it all in on my bike, which I believe is the best way to experience Clark. (1/9)
When i felt particularly lazy, I& #39;d wake up relatively late and just arrive tardy on my bike. I never missed any classes - it was strategic. [I don& #39;t advise following in my footsteps] (2/9)
My bikes were hella unreliable. I was a repeat customer at this OVERPRICED bike repair shop. I must& #39;ve skipped a few meals to pay for repairs. (3/9)
On weekends or Fridays, I& #39;d stop at this stand and buy my fruits from the Aetas that sold their produce here. (4/9)
Going home from a long day of classes felt very nice, as the cool evening breeze set in. I& #39;d also stumble upon my friends who went exercising. [ft. @notkiano ] (5/9)
Here& #39;s a few more sunset bike shots. (6/9)
I& #39;d also bring my bike with me on nights out with friends. (8/9)