My old friend the mud came back yesterday..... mud being a by-product of rain this time, not snow, like last time... But it's still the same old mud, the mud that when dry turns to dust and generally makes it's presence known by flying around in the air getting into the eyes of all citizens. So when you walk the streets you have to beware the following things; dust (also known as mud), insects (just waiting for their next feast) and cars (or more precisely the bad drivers in them). It's a tough challenge getting from A to B without one scrape or another. So, as my luck would have it, the one day I decided to venture out into unknown territory and experience my first bus ride, was also the day that we had an enormous storm... ok so I'm not talking rain, thunder and lightning, I'm talking full on forks of electricity zapping the sky every 10 seconds and thunder that sounds like a jumbo jet crashing into a wall.... it was while I was waiting for a bus home that the already heavy rain turned into a horror film cliché storm.... it was cool, but for the fact that I was wearing only a t-shirt and jeans. Also, everybody seemed to be taking shelter under the trees which I thought you weren't meant to do! The storm lasted for about 4 hours on and off, and has not cleared the air of warmth and humidity, it has only resulted in dirty streets and dirty trouser legs. Another heavy sigh from me....