The weather has changed. At four this afternoon it was warm and dry - pleasant enough for a run. Only a week ago it was far too hot and humid to run much before dusk.
About half way round my circuit I noticed that an unusual number of cars were blowing their horns at me as they went past. I waved to them as usual; most drivers here are rather friendly. Then someone threw a plastic box at me - the rapper from a packet of biscuits. I chased after the car. Not a race that I was likely to win, as they were in a Suburban. Still, I gained on the car a little before it sped off, the passenger extending a one fingered salute.
It was only when I was chatting to Sue on Skype that I found out that Ramadan has begun a day earlier than expected. So the horns were for my bottle of water, not the usual friendly greeting.
About half way round my circuit I noticed that an unusual number of cars were blowing their horns at me as they went past. I waved to them as usual; most drivers here are rather friendly. Then someone threw a plastic box at me - the rapper from a packet of biscuits. I chased after the car. Not a race that I was likely to win, as they were in a Suburban. Still, I gained on the car a little before it sped off, the passenger extending a one fingered salute.
It was only when I was chatting to Sue on Skype that I found out that Ramadan has begun a day earlier than expected. So the horns were for my bottle of water, not the usual friendly greeting.
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