| | First rainy day, Davis can't do the whole "gentle-welcome-for-the-freshmen" thang. No. No. It vomits a shipload of water on the population and throws forty different-directional winds into the mix and shakes it all up. Whirrr. Blend, blend.
Twenty minutes walking to my first class, each way, because the winds were 35 mph and I have neither raincoat nor wellies (no no no I was not prepared for this at all).
My umbrella flipped belly-out five times. My top half remained satisfactorily dry, but I may as well have gone wading in the pools in Cuarto, that's how thoroughly soaked my jeans and socks and shoes were.
I was ten minutes late to the seminar -- right, it was a seminar, not even a legitimate class. Half of the class never showed up, the teacher was thirty minutes late because of accidents on the I-5, and I could have accomplished as much as we did without getting out of bed this morning.
I saw a drowned rat on the sidewalk on my way back.
Biodiversity lecture at one, but I don't want to walk in the rain again. Maybe biking this time? Very slowly?
I hear sirens.
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| | Posted 10/13/2009 11:27 AM - 15 Views - 4 eProps - 2 comments
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