I was just getting used to the spring rain, I had a cold, and then suddenly summer began. Was I prepared for it? No. It all seemed to happen too quickly. One day of sunshine and all of a sudden, people I’d never seen before started to appear in the area, the parks were full of people drinking beer, and the authorities even closed the street to traffic for some kind of festival. How did that come together so fast?
Although I missed the first day of sunshine by staying inside with a cold, by now it’s being going for four days. Yesterday I was actually in a park (see above); I found that having a hangover helps one’s lazing-around abilities.
It’s nice being downstairs in the bar, because we leave the door open to the world now. I can stand out on the street and “engage” with the street life. Everyone who walks past stops to stare in at the art anyway, so it works both ways.
If something actually happens I’ll be sure to report it.