a walk in the rain

the rain falls in chicago...acid rain maybe...but there is still that romantic sense of walking in the city, in the rain, in search of adventure...and also the very high likelyhood of encountering gigantic mud puddles or being splashed by cars driving through them...

but that didn't stop 3 brave girls from challenging the weather head on-equipped with flip-flops, no umbrellas, and definately no umbrella hats. for my friend's b-day we went to a little coffee shop only a few stops away on the brown line, while lightning lit up the sky, rain poured down, and clouds of dark blue and silver raced across the skyline...

rain falling,
an espresso machine
damp clothing, damp hair, water spots on eye-glasses
chai tea
hot-chocolate
a small round table by an open window
quaint
warm
comforting
a break from the routine
laughter
conversation
the fellowship of friends
(just for BNicoleJ...)