It's hot here. If I weren't so frightfully busy, I'd wish I were back in my parents' lakeside village, so that I could either swim in the lake or dig up the old inflatable rowing boat and see if it was still safe to use. However, since I have neither a lake nor a rowing boat at my disposal right now, I'll just have to look at the decrepit but picturesque boats in The Hague's toxic canals, and imagine myself aboard them...
The Hague, Holland, 2005