Ambulando

Looking at people behind the windows of a bar sipping coffe.
Quite banal, isn’t it? Especially when it is a Starfucksbucks, and your breakfast is a Egg White Delice Ciabatta, whatever it means, and you’re sipping a plain flat american coffee.
I corrected mine with a dash of cream (a cloud, as Yanez De Gomera would have said) but the taste is still american, not better than the one dispensed free at my older employer in King of Prussia, PA. Hazelnut coffee and chestnut coffee and whatever-nut coffee but taste was always the same.
Anyway, here I am, in a small street in Kowloon, Hong Kong, China Special Area, one country two system, and outside this window it could be Regent Street.
Air conditioning helps keeping outside the tropical heat still impossible in London.
Mind, I wrote “still”, I do not rule out that palms and fruits and mosquitos would appear in Hyde Park in the near future…