did absolutely nothing
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did full body chill out gandhi vibes
built and deployed this platform.
found my bike where I left it. someone had locked theirs to it. waited 20 minutes for them.
calangute is packed with the long weekend crowd so I went south and had a beach almost to myself.
found a vending machine in a tiny alley near my station that sells hot corn soup. october is officially here.
it rained all afternoon so the long weekend trek turned into a long weekend nap.
sat by the brahmaputra at sunset with a cup of lal chah. the long weekend should be longer.
walked past three pujo pandals being built on the way home. two weeks to go and the para is already buzzing.
went to besant nagar beach in the evening. sundal, a kite stuck in a tree and half of chennai.
got a whole metro coach to myself on the magenta line. long weekend delhi is a different city.
saw giraffes behind the skyline from the southern bypass on my way to work. still not used to it.
got lost in khan el khalili. a shopkeeper walked me out, then insisted I have tea first.
an hour on the 405 to go six miles. knew every song on the radio by the end.
said sorry to a door I walked into. the guy holding it said sorry back.
had irani chai and osmania biscuits near charminar for three hours. nobody asked us to leave.
took an ojek in the rain. the driver handed me a poncho that covered exactly half of me.
a cat sat with me at the kadikoy ferry stop till my boat came, then left without saying bye.
went to marine drive at 7am. just joggers, one chai guy and me.
did sinhagad with what felt like all of pune. the pithla bhakri at the top made it worth it.
went for an early walk at bondi. water's still freezing in october. a few people swam anyway.
walked galle face green in the evening. isso vadai, kites, couples and one guy doing pushups.
said bonjour so confidently the boulanger replied in fast french. I took my baguette and left.
garba practice started in our society. one uncle has done the same step for 20 years and it still works.
had chole bhature at sita ram diwan chand. everyone's out of town so there was no queue for once.
went to manek chowk at midnight with my cousins for pav bhaji and sandwiches. we argued about cricket till the stalls shut.
had vada pav outside dadar station. long weekend plans: none. no regrets.
went to sarafa at night to "just try one thing". tried six.
stayed back for the long weekend. golf course road had no traffic and cyber hub was half empty. didn't know gurgaon could be this quiet.
half my office is posting from coorg and chikmagalur. I'm at home with dosa batter and I'm fine.
watched the fishing nets at fort kochi in the evening. the cafes are filling up again, season's starting.
queued 20 minutes for chicken rice at maxwell. worth it, as always.
left for the long weekend and spent the first two hours of it at the kherki daula toll. still counts as a trip.
third mainland bridge in 20 minutes this morning. I'm telling my grandchildren about it.
had chole kulche and lassi in sector 22 with the whole family. october weather is finally kind.
wore a coat for the first proper autumn morning. regretted it by noon on the northern line.
had mango sticky rice from the cart at the end of my soi. went back for a second before I'd even left.
it's finally under 40 in the evenings. walked along the creek like it was a holiday.
sat on the U8 next to a guy reading the same book as me, one chapter ahead. didn't ask.
got a slice on the way home at 1am. better than the dinner I paid for.
had tteokbokki at mangwon market with my roommate. finally cool enough to walk around at night.
four seasons between my front door and the tram stop. classic melbourne spring.
walked toward the golden gate and the fog ate it halfway across.
it rained for an hour and mirpur road became a river. the rickshaw uncle charged extra and honestly deserved it.
booked dinner at 10pm and we were still the first table there.
the mountains were clear from our roof this morning, first time since monsoon. the whole building came up.
went to india gate in the evening with my parents. dad bought everyone ice cream like we were kids again.
had tacos al pastor at a stand in roma. the taquero flicked the pineapple onto my plate from a metre away.
a stranger's birthday at the boteco turned into the whole bar singing parabens.
the jeepney waited for an old lady to finish crossing. nobody honked. not one person.