Me coming in from the rain

Today I walked almost 7 km (just over 4 miles) in the drizzle.I was really just planning on heading up to the bank, but one thing led to another and the next thing I knew, it was two hours later.

It all started with the big, massive, crazy intersection by the C-Train station. For some reason, the lights kept alternating between letting the traffic on one of the intersecting roads go straight or turn on to the other intersecting road. After several minutes of myself and several other pedestrians wondering why the heck the light wasn’t changing, people started running across during breaks in the traffic. I’m not that crazy and I knew that there was another intersection closer to the bank, so I gave up waiting and walked up. That intersection weirdness must have rattled my brain waves, because the next thing I knew, I was walking out of the bank and thinking, “Hey, why don’t I check to see what’s down this way.”

Nothing, for the record. Well, not much anyway. I found a Dollar Store with a few nice postcards and a Subway. By then, I had already made it down to the next C-Train station on the line. Any intelligent person would get out of the rain and take the C-Train back to the one by their abode, but not me. No, I had to keep going and try cutting through the maze of cute houses and cute little roads that are often cul-de-sacs and other sorts of dead ends. Naturally, I turned onto the wrong road first try and got a little lost, so it took me twice as long to finally find my way back to the road I needed. Fortunately, Calgary is on a grid system and even cute little neighbourhoods have the occasional numbered road, so I was able to re-orient myself fairly quickly.

Eventually I made my way home. I was wet, my hair (as you can see in the picture) is messy, and my feet hurt. Oh, boy are they tired.

But, it was worth it. Despite everything, it was a nice walk. …I’ll just have to remember to keep my walks shorter on rainy days. Something I should have known, as I grew up in the Maritimes :p


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