Standstill

Thursday morning did not get off to a good start. On the way to work, the traffic on the A2 ground to a halt… just after I passed a junction that would have given me an escape route. It was the kind of standstill that lasts for hours, to the point where people are leaving their cars to wander around, chatting and stretching their legs. If the weather had been nicer I would have expected to see a few picnic tables. Work itself was fine; supervising all day with a nice crowd in the office. The heavens opened mid-afternoon for a protracted downpour which lasted well into the evening.

In Raff’s café tonight: Mexican-Style Fried Chicken with Elote Corn & Chipotle Butter, and later, a healthy dose of therapeutic murder with my guildies in Guild Wars 2