Ode to rain

I have a paper due tomorrow, which I just now finished and am now celebrating through procrastination on the internet. Tal is going to Israel around the same time I'm going to England, so he is going to try and have a stop over to hangout for a couple of days, though knowing Tal and his infinite sketchiness, one will never know if this is actually going to happen or not. Looking at the weather today London is 39°F and raining (this is what I expected England to be like), which begs the question of what I am going to pack, since the weather in Delhi is 72°F (that’s a 33° difference). At least I am thinking of this before I get there, unlike a similar experience in Brazil, where yes, I did not take any type of jacket with me (Brazil is below the equator, meaning that when it is summer here it is winter there) meaning that the fact that I went in July…yep. Thank goodness I got a jacket after a while because there was a very drafty bus ride from Iguacu to Sao Paulo (an 18 hour bus ride), now that’s cold. So there is going to have to be an umbrella, some shoes that are good at being anti-water (yes I could say waterproof, but I didn’t) and a coat. Though I don’t think that it is going to be the one I wore when in Europe, for the reason seen in the picture below. That is one khaki ninja, I’m like the stay puff marshmallow man, but khaki. Sudev is packing for India now, seeing as he is going to leave on Wednesday, and he is only making me worry more about having to get stuff ready for this trip. I sit here listening to more of my Irish folk music and the time nears nineteen days to go.

A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles –Tim Cahill