Tag: 7am walks

It will never stop amazing me, when arriving in a new city in the morning, to be thrown into it and remembering that it’s always been there, so busy, doing its city thing without me there all along, and how it will continue doing it after I’m gone.

I haven’t felt this in a long time. Maybe it’s just London that managed to bring it back. It is highly likely that this may turn out a pretty crappy week, but for now I’m soaking this in and it’s worth it.

The thing about 4 am rain is that you can actually hear it, on trees and rooftops, with the expressway below mostly empty, night time motorcycle races cancelled due to inclement weather and a lull in the need for police ambulances and fire trucks. That is a rare and magical sound.
Of course L was waking up every 2 hours, last time at 4 and stayed up ever since refusing to go down again. Going to bed at 10 was a wise strategic move.