It’s a warm summer’s evening and I’ve just got back from cycling around Freiburg. It was an entirely random ride. I zig-zagged through the Altstadt then up and down the river on the bike paths admiring the altered twilight colours and paddling in the glow from restaurants and bars. I was riding Jana’s trusty chunky-beast and the gently sloping streets allowed me to take my hands off the handle bars and coast back home through the leafy streets. Freiburg is a city of bikes and I was not the only one enjoying the warm air tonight. Perhaps, though, my ride was less purposeful than most.