All bundled up
Days are passing in somewhat a blur, but that might be because I have plans piled up so high that they are starting to tip forwards in an impressive cascade. Or maybe it might just be this damn flu. I don't have it quite as bad as Blork, thank goodness.
Here at my new apartment, amongst other things, I have a really great view of traffic jams. Nothing like watching cars crawl down the street. It's a bit of an urban Zen experience. There was some excitement today when an ambulance tried to sneak its way between the two barely moving rows of cars. The traffic split painfully, slowly, in two as it tried to make a lane which didn't exist, cars trying in vain to sidle up to the sidewalk (because there were cars parked on the road side).
The month of May draws to a close, and I have resumed crumpled for the final few days. I've been having a bit of difficulty with the morning papers since I'd moved. I encounter a couple of newspaper dispensers on my way to work, but often, school kids and their mothers hang around in front of them whilst waiting for the school bus, and I get a bit shy with taking photographs. Apart from that, all the cafes and dépanneurs along my morning route aren't yet open at that hour. I do, however, come across numerous bundles of rolled-up newspapers ... It might soon become a Rolled-Up Morning Paper project.