I ride on my old office chair on a road. Others ride bicycles. We want to get to the boat. I'm getting better and better at steering the chair. At a crossroads, I ride close to other cyclists. A. comes towards us. Up ahead, I see with Y. that the road is closed. I look down another road, there is a monument at the end. We decide to continue on the sidewalk. The road becomes too steep for me to keep the direction with the chair. We stop and look at a map. Where are we? My mother has marked something on the map with a ballpoint pen. I look up and see that we're in Kuggeleyn Street. I can't make it out on the map. How far is it to the boat? I curse. Yemi is startled. But I tell her it's not her fault and she relaxes again.