Dear and I sitting in a gazebo while waiting for the rain to stop. The lens was condensed because it was so cold in the DBS auditorium.
Ask any biker on the street and most of them will agree that they hate it when it rains. Well, I do understand how they feel - the hassle of suiting up in rain gear, the pain each time the rain falls on your hands, the chill and icy winds that sends goosebumps down your spine, and the sheer danger of riding on slippery roads.
So when it rains, dear and I usually stay in the shelter and wait until the rain subsides. Sometimes it takes minutes, half an hour, an hour or even a few hours, we try to occupy ourselves by walking around in shopping malls, catching a show, or sitting down at somewhere cosy and have a drink or two before we begin hit the roads again.
Such was the other day after the Heavenly Man Evangelistic Meeting. It began to drizzle when we left the building and while we headed back to the bike, it began to rain heavily. We ran to the nearest shelter which was situated just in front of the bike. There, we sat down under the gazebos, huddled together and chatted until the rain stopped. And in that moment, I felt that it was an odd sort of romance, one that gave me the warm fuzzy feeling despite the cold weather. :D
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