I really like shoes like these. And pictures of feet. Feet in shoes, that is.
It's been raining all day. Not exactly typical, Vienna is all about looking like it's about to rain, grey sky, heavy clouds and such, but none of this nonstop, British rain. I don't really mind though, at least there's fun to be had and you can bet that there's going to be a bit of chaos. My tramway had to take another way because there was an accident which seems to happen every single time when the weather isn't its grey/sunny dry self. Summer rain is good.
There was this one summer when I was about sixteen when it just didn't stop pouring for weeks. There were floods all over Austria and the rest of Europe. My family and I had been on a hiking trip that was supposed to take several days, but my brother, my cousin and I gave up because we were so wet and uncomfortable. We took a train back home, leaving my mum and my aunt somewhere in the mountains. I remember spending the days in our flat without any adults about, Konstantin, Joachim, Lisa and I. We didn't really go outside, just sat watching movies and it was like being stranded somewhere. Some days later my friends and I went to the zoo. It was still raining and we all got soaked, rainjackets and umbrellas didn't help. That was also the last time I was part of a big group of friends, that summer. When it was over, I got moody, fed up with everything, but especially groups of friends who gossip and know everything about everyone. And I started listening to The Smiths. Oh, how I like a good cliché.