Last Saturday, the weather was so beautiful that it would have been a real shame just to let it go by and not go out for a walk.
My best friend Diana reminded me of the forecast the day before and asked me if I wanted to join her in a long walk, so as to take in as much of the sun as possible.
Naturally, I was very happy to accept. An eager young space cadet is always ready for new challenges.
Little did I know what was about to unfold. True to her word, the walk had indeed been long. Very nice, but quite long (I haven't walked that much in quite a while). It has been quite a long time since I had been truly parched.
After more than two hours of walking and having fun in the park found between the Catholic and Orthodox churches in the Mehala area (the one you see in the photos), we've headed out to the mall to check the shoes on offer at Deichmann.
Sadly, I can't say there has been anything that would catch any one of our eyes. Plenty of shoes, but none of them really standing out.
Fortunately, we went over to the food court after that and I had a chance to buy water (thankfully, at room temperature) and get it before we served the shaworma. Water never tasted so good. And the meat from the shaworma was unexpectedly tasty.
After that came the home stretch. Determined to force the weather to stay warm from now on, we pressed on and walked all the way home, even though the temperature had dropped more than 10 degrees Celsius and neither of us had been appropriately dressed.
Nevertheless, we made it by not stopping from talking and moving unless absolutely necessary (we had totally disregarded the red color of all pedestrian traffic lights), thus keeping our minds off the night's chilly weather.
We were both glad to reach our homes. Our feet definitely thanked us.
Well, they say time flies when you're having fun. And that's precisely what I've felt: pure fun.