Getting from point A to point B sounds easy enough in theory, but add torrential monsoon rains to the equation and the practice becomes just a tad more complicated. Case in point: trying to get home from work while the streets are having some sort of identity crisis and pretending to be rivers.
Maybe this stay at home mom thing (with no commute) isn’t so bad after all. Not living in tropical climates anymore of course also helps.
What’s the best or worst commute you’ve ever had to deal with?
In response to the weekly photography challenge.