I swear, bicycles and wet tram tracks are my nemesis. Just came off for the first time over here. Nothing broken, but a bit bruised, so a medicinal beer seemed in order. And solitary beers are the fuel of your basic working Brno blogger, of course.
Summer is winding its way to a close in Central Europe. It's not heading straight that way -- some days are cool and grey, horribly reminiscent of the land I left behind, and others are warml, even sunny occasionally -- but prone to sudden torrential downpours, even more of them than in midsummer. I returned after Worldcon and Eurocon -- more on them anon -- and the next day it started to rain and didn't stop for three solid days. The Svltava was higher and faster than I've ever seen it, a real river, more than able to sweep the incautious away, when in the hot clear summer days it waned to a creek.
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Summer is winding its way to a close in Central Europe. It's not heading straight that way -- some days are cool and grey, horribly reminiscent of the land I left behind, and others are warml, even sunny occasionally -- but prone to sudden torrential downpours, even more of them than in midsummer. I returned after Worldcon and Eurocon -- more on them anon -- and the next day it started to rain and didn't stop for three solid days. The Svltava was higher and faster than I've ever seen it, a real river, more than able to sweep the incautious away, when in the hot clear summer days it waned to a creek.
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