strangely enough, despite what the photo says about things, it was a mostly dry day... at least the portion of it available through the window seemed to be except, that being said, the thor vibe returned and once i managed to get outside the rain decided to accompany me, a mere half hour of the torrential stuff and nicely timed for pointing a lens at something...

the continuing theme of the day seems to be umbrellas, the rabbit hole offering an alternative use while 2019 finds them redundant upon the summit of qixing mountain, where you could just about see where you were putting your foot but not much else... i remember it as being utterly wonderful, one of those days where you might well resemble a drowned rat but the rain's not so cold and the wind's not the scottish variant, while at the end of the bus journey down from the hills culinary delights, and snowflake ice of course, awaits...