Singing in the rain
*giggles*
I went to the Greek restaurant with my parents tonight. It's about an hour's walk and the weather wasn't too bad - a few clouds but not cold - so we did walk. We sat there, ate something and where a little confused about the people at the other table, seemingly that town talking about how they luckily had their umbrellas with them.
When it was time to walk home again we saw that there were some black clouds and some lightning in the distance. We walked through the town and my father said that he had his mobile phone with him and if we wanted we could stand under the roof of a car dealer's and call a taxi because between that town and our town there's nothing but a street and fields. But he'd leave the decision to us. My mother and I answered in just walking on. Cause seriously, where's the fun in calling a taxi?
So we walked and watched the lightning. One was pretty close actually. About half a kilometre or something. Impressive!
Well, about a 15 minute walk from home it started pouring. Really, truly pouring. We were soaking wet within minutes. Turning around'd have made no sense at all so we walked on. It was wet and uncomfortable but so much fun. It was still reasonably warm and I felt like I had jumped into a lake with my clothes on.
And naturally the minute we turned into our street it stopped raining. First thing we did when we were home was getting rid of our wet clothes. And now I'm sitting here in my warm room with my legs tickling from the blood rushing through them and feel really comfy.
I went to the Greek restaurant with my parents tonight. It's about an hour's walk and the weather wasn't too bad - a few clouds but not cold - so we did walk. We sat there, ate something and where a little confused about the people at the other table, seemingly that town talking about how they luckily had their umbrellas with them.
When it was time to walk home again we saw that there were some black clouds and some lightning in the distance. We walked through the town and my father said that he had his mobile phone with him and if we wanted we could stand under the roof of a car dealer's and call a taxi because between that town and our town there's nothing but a street and fields. But he'd leave the decision to us. My mother and I answered in just walking on. Cause seriously, where's the fun in calling a taxi?
So we walked and watched the lightning. One was pretty close actually. About half a kilometre or something. Impressive!
Well, about a 15 minute walk from home it started pouring. Really, truly pouring. We were soaking wet within minutes. Turning around'd have made no sense at all so we walked on. It was wet and uncomfortable but so much fun. It was still reasonably warm and I felt like I had jumped into a lake with my clothes on.
And naturally the minute we turned into our street it stopped raining. First thing we did when we were home was getting rid of our wet clothes. And now I'm sitting here in my warm room with my legs tickling from the blood rushing through them and feel really comfy.