I finished writing my exam papers today, and emailed them off to the University. The temperature climbed to over thirty, and the air looked thick enough to chew. The tower of the Park Metropolitan, not five minutes' walk up the road, threatened to haze into the chalky sky and get lost all together. Students have been streaming out of the campus all weekend, loaded down like ants with improbably bundles, going home for Dragon Boat festival. This evening we decided to bar the door and turn on the air-con in the bedroom. We carried in the dining room table and the last half-bottle of port and the second-to-last bar of Green&Blacks' chocolate, turned up the volume on our album of Japanese Ska music, and had a game of Carcasonne.
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