Bike Rout to Work Through the Core of the City
I decided to ride a bike to work since the weather was above fifteen. There were three routes for the bikes, however, the shortest one was through Downtown. I chose this route because it has a bike lane all the way to my office. It was approximately twenty minutes ride from my apartment.
As I stepped out of the house, I took the left towards the south in 113th street, and again left from 105 ave towards the east. The bike lane starts from there which leads to downtown Rogers Place. It was Saturday and the traffic was slow. The bike lane was almost clear, I'd hardly seen any of the bikers along the route. On the way, I passed the MacEwan University. Next to it was the Rogers Place, a magnificent building in the heart of Edmonton. On the south side of the Rogers Place, the highest tower- Edmonton
the tower was standing as a symbol of prosperity and booming economy of Edmonton. The bike trail was on the north side of Rogers Place adjacent to the LRT station.
As I passed the LRT, I noticed a group of native people with a stuffed backpack on their back, holding a liquor bottle. They were sitting right under the surveillance camera of Rogers Place. It was a kind of scary to look at them because they would be offended. I ignored and paddled further. On the same side, there was a MacDonald building( abandoned historical building) standing as a symbol of poverty, crime, drugs. There were dozens of people with unidentified substances that could be any kind of illegal drugs. I turned a black eye on the scene and moved forwards. As soon as I crossed 101 street from Epcore Tower, I turned left and then after one block took the right turn towards Eastbound. This route was behind the iconic CN Tower. However, the bike route was not clearly marked in this area, and multiple homeless people were loitering. Boyle Street Community Centre was one of the reasons why all the homeless people were seen on the street because it would provide food and services to homeless people. Along 105 AVE the bike track right behind the Police Headquarter. The wall of the police building from the backside had graffiti in multiple places.
There was a small park in between 105 and 106 ave and 97 and 95 street fully occupied by the homeless people. Some of them had their camping tent fixed under the trees, and others were sleeping on the chairs. There was a couple on the slope of the park entwined in an amorous position. On the side of the road, a girl about twenty was rolling on the ground in distress possibly she was under the influence of drugs. I passed the overhead bridge of the 97 st, paddled along the bike route through the Commonwealth Stadium. It was stretched along the LRT line. On the west side of the road were a wall and fence up to Stadium parking lot. Spruce and white poplar alongside the route screened the heat to the bikers. There were multiple homeless nests at the bottom of the fence under the trees.
These nests were made up of sacks, plastics, and papers, however, some of them were the real camping tents. On the side of the mini domes, I could see the wheelbarrows full of recycles, rusted bikes, and bottles of liquors. If you peeped through the holes inside the tent, you could see the bare legs jolted, one rough with scars and hairs, and another white, smooth and skinny. I saw those people peeing on the wall that separates the community from the bike trail.
When I reached to the Stadium LRT Station, I saw passengers waiting for the train looking towards the bike trails with their excited looks. I swelled with pride thinking that I was the one who was winning the race attracting their sight. I crossed 112 Ave towards Northbound and continued paddling towards Coliseum. I left the bike lane from 113 AVE and raced towards Eastbound. From 73rd Street, I paddled towards the Expo Centre.
As I stepped out of the house, I took the left towards the south in 113th street, and again left from 105 ave towards the east. The bike lane starts from there which leads to downtown Rogers Place. It was Saturday and the traffic was slow. The bike lane was almost clear, I'd hardly seen any of the bikers along the route. On the way, I passed the MacEwan University. Next to it was the Rogers Place, a magnificent building in the heart of Edmonton. On the south side of the Rogers Place, the highest tower- Edmonton
the tower was standing as a symbol of prosperity and booming economy of Edmonton. The bike trail was on the north side of Rogers Place adjacent to the LRT station.
As I passed the LRT, I noticed a group of native people with a stuffed backpack on their back, holding a liquor bottle. They were sitting right under the surveillance camera of Rogers Place. It was a kind of scary to look at them because they would be offended. I ignored and paddled further. On the same side, there was a MacDonald building( abandoned historical building) standing as a symbol of poverty, crime, drugs. There were dozens of people with unidentified substances that could be any kind of illegal drugs. I turned a black eye on the scene and moved forwards. As soon as I crossed 101 street from Epcore Tower, I turned left and then after one block took the right turn towards Eastbound. This route was behind the iconic CN Tower. However, the bike route was not clearly marked in this area, and multiple homeless people were loitering. Boyle Street Community Centre was one of the reasons why all the homeless people were seen on the street because it would provide food and services to homeless people. Along 105 AVE the bike track right behind the Police Headquarter. The wall of the police building from the backside had graffiti in multiple places.
There was a small park in between 105 and 106 ave and 97 and 95 street fully occupied by the homeless people. Some of them had their camping tent fixed under the trees, and others were sleeping on the chairs. There was a couple on the slope of the park entwined in an amorous position. On the side of the road, a girl about twenty was rolling on the ground in distress possibly she was under the influence of drugs. I passed the overhead bridge of the 97 st, paddled along the bike route through the Commonwealth Stadium. It was stretched along the LRT line. On the west side of the road were a wall and fence up to Stadium parking lot. Spruce and white poplar alongside the route screened the heat to the bikers. There were multiple homeless nests at the bottom of the fence under the trees.
These nests were made up of sacks, plastics, and papers, however, some of them were the real camping tents. On the side of the mini domes, I could see the wheelbarrows full of recycles, rusted bikes, and bottles of liquors. If you peeped through the holes inside the tent, you could see the bare legs jolted, one rough with scars and hairs, and another white, smooth and skinny. I saw those people peeing on the wall that separates the community from the bike trail.
When I reached to the Stadium LRT Station, I saw passengers waiting for the train looking towards the bike trails with their excited looks. I swelled with pride thinking that I was the one who was winning the race attracting their sight. I crossed 112 Ave towards Northbound and continued paddling towards Coliseum. I left the bike lane from 113 AVE and raced towards Eastbound. From 73rd Street, I paddled towards the Expo Centre.
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