So much for the highly anticipated self-guided walking tour of this grand city, which, at the moment, looks like a scene out of Bladerunner: Rain, neon billboards, flying taxis (well, they almost fly here), umbrella and raincoat parades, and food stalls selling all manner of what look like piping hot meals. Just no Harrison Ford character, or that woman who plays the cyborg whose name I can’t remember for the life of me, and can’t look up right now because I’m not connected to the internet because the internet connection here sucks.
But still, I’m here, and I’m sure as hell gonna make the most of it. Just need to pop in to a shop to buy an umbrella. Which means I’m gonna get wet trying to get to a shop. Ah, f*** it!