The thunderstorms they threatened had created a humid gray haze over the day. The air was thick with moisture, but no rain was to be seen so far. It’s predicted to be another dangerously hot weekend, so post-work I headed off to alternate digs, where central air is available. The 15 minutes I spent in my hotbox of an apartment convinced me that the Friday-night traffic nightmare would be well worth it.
So I told myself as I hit the road. Continue reading “Slippery when wet”