had thought taking the bus was really the only option until three days ago, when a bunch of us did a beer run to Beeston’s Tesco. takes a while, sure, but it’s worth it.
strange and exotic (to me) trees, doors in different colours, brick lanes, old houses with peeling paint and mysterious looking windows line the road into Beeston. i want to creep into every yard, walk up to every door and inspect the grass and cobblestones and decorative tiles in the entryways and porches. want to examine all those small lanes and by roads that are inevitably named according to a royal theme of some kind ( Albert Road, Regent Street) or with names of trees (Acacia Walk, Cedar Avenue, Firs Avenue).
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Siellähän on kesä! Kaikki vihreetä, paitsi että puissa ei taida kaikissa olla lehtiä. Kiva tietää, vaikea varustautua oikein. Kivalta näyttää.
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