The Bleeding Obvious

It rains.  I am suitably sheltered, for now, underneath a huge tree that hangs its branches over me like a protective mother.  I stare at the lake in front of me and wonder whether I should run into the cafeteria or wait to see if the few droplets of rain are just a cloud sneezing its way through the skies above Belgium.

I am seated outside, as you may have guessed, at the National Botanical gardens.  The weather is neither sunny nor cold and I felt that being couped up indoors would be a waste, especially since the first signs of autumn are well and truly upon us.

National Botanical Gardens

Acres of gardens stretch out in front of me and the lake’s surface ripples gently as the ducks flap their way to some unannounced destination.  The thick, dark, green trees on the opposite side of the lake seem menacing somehow so I ignore them and turn my attention back to my rapidly-cooling coffee and to my newspaper.

At this very moment, I have the Business section of the paper open in front of me and am reading about a new premium vodka that is about to be launched in Europe.

Straight from the blurb:

“This vodka is so pure that it won’t bestow on the drinker a hangover – unless you happen to drink too much.“

You couldn’t make this stuff up …

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~ by unexpectedtraveller on October 19, 2009.