Went home over the weekend.

The West-coast is sweltering at the moment. Hazaar hot. Hazaar humid. But all the birds are chirping, somehow. I don't know if it is the Hangover of Spring or the Impatience for the Monsoons.

Can't say I am not happy to be back in 'cool' Bangalore. But the a.c in my workplace is extremely hard-working, and I wish they could find someway of letting in some of the wonderful summer into my cubicle. So when I went home I walked about through our town, looking at the sights, letting the Summer soak me.