rain in wanchai.

I love it when the thunder roars overhead and people salubriously cluster under whatever shelter they can find, when the thrill of running in the rain makes you scorn their petty fear and your shoes fill with rainwater as you race on.

I ran all the way to the bus stop and fully expected an insanely long line to be waiting there. Strangely enough, when it came, it was completely empty. Sitting on the bottom floor of that bus, watching the rain peter down over the city, was the most calming experience I've had in a long time.