Minneapolis: Rode in to work on Friday, but a tremendous storm, with sheets of rain, grown trees and electric wires going down, and manhole covers blown off by geysers of water discouraged me a bit in the afternoon. My husband had biked home just in time to miss it, and he kindly drove over and gave me and my folding recumbent a ride home, just as the storm eased up for a half hour. I might have been able to splash home through the puddles if I had realized the gap would be that long.