Welcome to Innsbruck: So Wet You Can’t Get Any Wetter

Summer Evening Rain in Innsbruck

Summer Evening Rain in Innsbruck

I walked through the rain in Innsbruck.  Jeans soaked to my upper calves.  Not wanting to turn back to my hotel.  Not wanting to miss a moment.  After my reading-while-riding-backward-on-the-train headache wore off, I headed out.  The skies threatened.  I was not deterred by the sprinkles.

It started out lightly, turned into a torrent, with winds from the mountains.  I snuck into an H&M to wait out the storm, not knowing that I had already experienced the worst of it.  When I stepped back out, the city and the mountains were more beautiful than should have been possible in a storm like this.  But they were.  I wanted to walk some more.  To walk forever.

Innsbruck's Hofburg Palace:  Rain

Innsbruck’s Hofburg Palace: Rain

 

Now I’m sitting outdoors, watching more rain, waiting for my feet to magically dry in the chilly summer evening and remembering a line from Four Weddings and a Funeral which I transcribed years before the internet was filled with movie quotes:  “There comes a point at which you’re so wet you can’t get any wetter.”

Thankfully, I brought an umbrella, so I can’t really tell you if that quote is true.  But my feet would agree.

Self Portrait in the Rain

Self Portrait in the Rain

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