Concrete Jungle

I was sitting in the library trying to get some reading done and failing miserably because life was just too distracting. Someone wasn't obeying the Library Silence rule, by turning pages ridonculously loudly (and I mean loudly!), then another person was snorting sporadically and violently. So in between gritting my teeth and staring determinedly at the journals I was gazing out the window at these stairs. UEA often gets called a Concrete Jungle, and the centre of it is all concrete, but then you get to the edges and it all starts to blur before nature takes over with vast sweeping greenery.