feeding time at the waterhole
I really really wanted a swim this afternoon. This is the first weekend that the pool in my apartment building has had water in it. Unfortunately, here is how the pool looked at 5pm. I waited another hour and the congestion cleared slightly. I spent a few disconsolate minutes splashing up and down and trying not to crash into 20-somethings in bikinis with plastic cups of sangria (so liberal here in Montreal). Tomorrow I am joining the YMCA across the road. It has a 20m lap pool and rules.