About midnight the following night, without knowing why, or what I was really looking for, I was on the opposite side of town, pedalling along the unpaved lane that ran smoothly, curving slightly round the inside of the Wall of the Angels.
Ondoko gauean, gauerdi inguruan, neuk ere zergatik ez nekiela, hiriko kontrako aldean nenbilen bizikletaz, Aingeruen Harresi barruko aldetik luzatzen zen bideska lau sigisagatsutik.