...that's what I thought to myself as I returned to my apartment after a long trip home.
It WAS a long trip - a little over an hour in a friend's car, when it would usually take me about 15 minutes to walk from where I had been. Why so much longer by car? Rain, and lots of it.
It has been raining almost non-stop for a couple of days, now, and the rain had been particularly hard, yesterday, while I was working on the school's computers. After the work at the school, I went to a friend's house to work on her computer. When I finally left, and started walking back (in the rain), I was not able to get a taxi, since most had given up because of the rain, and the few that were operating already had passengers and were going the opposite direction. Just about when I had resigned myself to walking home the entire way (as I said - usually just 15 minutes, anyway, and I usually DO walk, but for this rain), another friend, in a pickup truck, happened by, and gave me a ride.
Many of the streets were so flooded that he went WAY out of the way to get around the worst of it. When we finally got to the main road, it was, of course, flooded with other cars, instead of water. Finally, we got back to my neighbourhood and slowly, carefully drove through water that was more than knee deep.
All of that explains why a 15-minute walk became an hour-long drive, but why DID my apartment smell like licorice?
Well, apparently, there had also been a few, brief bursts of wind, and my kitchen curtains had knocked a glass jar of garam masala onto the floor, shattering the glass, turning the floor into curry, and my apartment into an Indian market.
Typical, basic garam masala does not, necessarily, have star anise, but some varieties do and, apparently, this was one of them. LOL!
It WAS a long trip - a little over an hour in a friend's car, when it would usually take me about 15 minutes to walk from where I had been. Why so much longer by car? Rain, and lots of it.
It has been raining almost non-stop for a couple of days, now, and the rain had been particularly hard, yesterday, while I was working on the school's computers. After the work at the school, I went to a friend's house to work on her computer. When I finally left, and started walking back (in the rain), I was not able to get a taxi, since most had given up because of the rain, and the few that were operating already had passengers and were going the opposite direction. Just about when I had resigned myself to walking home the entire way (as I said - usually just 15 minutes, anyway, and I usually DO walk, but for this rain), another friend, in a pickup truck, happened by, and gave me a ride.
Many of the streets were so flooded that he went WAY out of the way to get around the worst of it. When we finally got to the main road, it was, of course, flooded with other cars, instead of water. Finally, we got back to my neighbourhood and slowly, carefully drove through water that was more than knee deep.
All of that explains why a 15-minute walk became an hour-long drive, but why DID my apartment smell like licorice?
Well, apparently, there had also been a few, brief bursts of wind, and my kitchen curtains had knocked a glass jar of garam masala onto the floor, shattering the glass, turning the floor into curry, and my apartment into an Indian market.
Typical, basic garam masala does not, necessarily, have star anise, but some varieties do and, apparently, this was one of them. LOL!
If blueberry muffins have blueberries in them, what do vegan muffins have?
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