Monday was not so sunny. There was a crazy downpour between 6:05 and 6:15 in the afternoon, which was exactly the time frame when I was walking from Alexanderplatz to my German class, lugging my portfolio (!) and a ton of other stuff. It was as if the gods of bad timing had ganged up on me. They lured me out of the station (where I otherwise would have stayed), making me think that it was just a few droplets that I could endure on my 10 minute walk to school. And then, of course, just as I got out in the open, vulnerable, with nothing to protect myself with or overhangs to duck under, they went and dumped a bucket (a la waterpark) on me. There was nothing I could do. I could only go forward. It was raining so much that it got to the point where I could actually see better (ie. identify obstacles) without my glasses. But there was nothing to do, so I trudged on. By the time I made it to school, I was completely drenched. Absolute misery.
I came into the classroom expecting to see other victims of the downpour, only to find none. Apparently everyone had gotten in the moment it started raining. And to top it all off, the rain let up literally 2 minutes after I got into the classroom. Ah. So is life.
Anyway, bitterness aside, these are times when I wish I had wipers on my glasses. I wonder if glasses-wipers even exist. I bet some nerdlinger's already made a pair...
...Ha!
But yes. Fortunately, my artwork didn't get wet thanks to my sturdy portfolio case. And aside from the temporary misery, all was in Ordnung.
Haha, nothing to add to that title.
ReplyDeleteAll I remember from Alexanderplatz (from my 4 day visit in 2002) is that it's a boring place but all connections end up there somehow... so me and my classmates always met up there. Blegh.
Yeah, not hugely exciting, is it? And yet every line I ever want to take seems to go through there, so I end up there quite often.
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