The dilemma was that my truck was at the station and I needed to pick it up for Dellis to use to haul some educational crap (That’s why I have a truck instead of a sports car). I could have had my lovely wife drop me off at the station.

Instead of doing the easy/smart thing, I decided to take the Metro train and do a little late night street photography.

Getting out of my comfort zone was the ultimate goal.

Mission accomplished.

. . .and I got my truck home.