A Land of Layers

A Land of Layers

I'm sitting in the student bar on campus . It's early afternoon and after three hours of orientation this seemed like a better option than the pizza the other new students were all clamoring for. (if you know me very well, you know I hardly ever eat pizza.) So here I sit a bit torn, tipping a cold one, and watching the rain pour down. Yes today it's a pour, much worse than a drizzle or a mist.

I've been told that you can tell a real local because they never even bother with a coat....or an umbrella. They take what comes here, weather-wise, without flinching. That may come with time, and once I have the appropriate shoes for this.

I'm actually closer to town than my wee house, an am thinking I should head that way and look for rain boots as these ballet flats aren't really cutting it unless the sun is out.In the mist, maybe. But forget it in the rain. Even leather boots would soak through here. No here, knee high rubber rain boots are the norm, just like ponytails, man buns and layers.

In fact this is a land of layers because you have to ready for everything in a day. It seems there is mist every day, at least a bit of sunshine somewhere along the way and you can bet there will be a shower or two. That means you need to be able to peel down to shirt sleeves, yet stay dry. It's a function over fashion kind of place. No matter how much time I spend on my hair, it's going to end up in a knot on my head before the day is over. It's unavoidable. 

I'm still torn; a ten minute walk to downtown and a chance to be dry tomorrow or just head for home? Six of one, half a dozen of the other. I think I'll just have a second beer and think about it. People-watching is pretty good right here and it may just stop raining by then.

 

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