Walked up beeler 3ish. It smelled strangely like toasted cinnamon-raisin bagels, up the whole lenght of the street. Or at least that's the closest smell I know to what it smelled like. Kind of similar to the smell of the huge masses of rain-soaked maple leaves in the same area last fall.
Now, after being confused by being kept up so late, my brain is quite alert.
