All I had to do was head down to the southeast of the city, go to an apartment in a neighbourhood called Nellestein and water the plants. The task itself was a piece of pudding; the owner of the plants had left specific and easy-to-follow plant watering instructions, and I was finished in no time. It turned out… the difficulty was in the cycle trip home. It began with two girls on tricycles blocking my side of the cycle path. Yes, you did hear me correctly, my side of the cycle path! The rest, as can be found in court records, is history…