Today’s ride took me down to City Hall for a meeting. I can’t really the terrible shape that building’s in. The restroom on the first floor has only one working stall, and that one’s got a plywood swinging door, no lock. I went to fill my water bottle from the sixth floor drinking fountain–until I noticed there was a big moldy growth over the drain. Yikes! Yep, that’s our public building where our public work gets done. After my meeting (November’s going to be a great month for bikes, y’all!) I rode over to the gym and then back Uptown for Jazzercise, which was held in a room at the Christ Church Cathedral. I’ve passed this church a zillion times, but I’ve never really noticed it. I’m not a particularly religious person, and I definitely am not a church goer. And yet here I was, hanging at the Cathedral for the second time in a week. Churches aren’t exactly public spaces, but apparently, you can have Jazzercise in them. Jazzercise–that’s a whole separate blog post, one filled with Attitude Hops and Jazz Hands. Anyway, as I was leaving the church after class, I was wishing City Hall was as welcoming a place, because I don’t own that church, but City Hall should belong to all of us, and I should feel welcome there.