It has been raining here for five days straight now. I think the sidewalks are permanently damp.
This is my walk home from the train station:
Very pretty, yes yes, except that when it rains it turns into a river. I was walking home yesterday at five in the morning or whenever the sun here rises (ie shines bleakly through the clouds) and it was like white water rafting in oxfords.
This city’s really something tremendous though. I stepped through the door soaked through jacket, shirt, tights, umbrella, etc, still giggling.
Anyways, when the path’s only puddly, these little buggers come out to play:
“At the discotheque”