Peter and I climbed a wet and rusted water tower atop Industry City / Bush Terminal last night.
Thing about me: if there’s an opportunity to climb something, I can’t get it out of my head until I climb it.
Me: I want to climb this.
Peter: Do it another time when it’s dry. And daylight.
Me: I’m going to climb it…! The ladder’s rusty enough that it’s not slippery, and I have the perfect shoes on for it.
Peter: Fine. Let’s go. I’ll follow you up.