The clouds finally opened up today and showered us with cold Mediterranean rain-drops. First rain since we've been here. There is something to be said about a good hard rain...I don't know exactly the right words to describe it. Soothing? Cozy? Today I'd say it was refreshing--almost revitalizing.
We got out of class at noon and made it back to our flat just as the wind began to push us around and a mist of sprinkles began to swirl around us. I decided that this would be a perfect time to walk into town. While sludging down a main street of Sliema, getting completely soaked, holding onto my hat, and hunching over from a bulging backpack filled with information for my first paper--I could not have been more content. The waves across the road crashed against the rocks and the air permeated with the smell of seawater--it was all so...ALIVE. Then I found the perfect coffee shop: "Cafe Ole"--soo cute and cozy, and perfect for a rainy day. It was just a feel-good afternoon. Then, once I got back--hat sopping, jacket drenched, jeans soaked, shoes real wet--I made the decision that this wasn't enough. I grabbed my friend Tim and we went for a run. The wind and rain continued...
You know, after I complete a day like that, I feel really accomplished. Not only did I brave nature's ravenous conditions, but I enjoyed it to the fullest. What a blast.
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As I read your blog, it is 8 degrees here. Running in the rain in no way sounds appealing from this end of the world. I can appreciate the fun you must have had. Love, Mom
Hi, Elise! Br & Br told me you have a blog. I called your folks, who gave me the address. We just got back from Orlando (82d there, 12d here! B-r-r!). Landon was quite sick but better, now. Otherwise, everything was terrific, there. You sound like you are having the time of your life! How great for you! love, Aunt Sherry
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