Besides,
forecasters are getting it wrong in their short-term predictions too often
these days. The climax of the “heat wave” in Warsaw was foreseen to fall on 1
November, while the next day was meant to be some 3 degrees colder; eventually
it went exactly the other way round. Today was meant to be a sunny and warm Sunday
with day-time high of +17C, in fact the capital has not seen a single sunbeam,
but it drizzled all day, temperature failed to climb above +12C. I had planned
to close the cycling season today (spent Friday in the office so could not make
the most the +19.2C), but as it turns out, I probably enjoyed the last ride on
13 October 2018 (which saw the day-time high of +21.6C).
I pedalled
from Bielany south along the Vistula. Infrastructure for cyclists on the
western bank of the river is well-developed and on most sections pedestrians
and cyclists have their areas separated. Plenty of people were out to lap up
what seemed to be the last weekend of summer.
It was the
second time I crossed Vistula using the cycling precinct built beneath the
roads of Most Łazienkowski, the bridge rebuilt and revamped after the blaze in
February 2015. Thumbs up for this passage letting the non-motorised cross the
river away from the traffic.
On my way
north, on the eastern bank I made stopovers on several beaches. It was past
four in the afternoon, yet still many folks were hanging around and catching
rays of low-shining sun. They knew some six months of sparse sunlight and chill
in abundance would have to pass before the comeback of warmth.
Further north
the cycling trail swings away from the river and runs on the embankment. It was
ten past five and temperature markedly fell. The number of cyclists on that
section also declined, though maybe these areas are not as popular, especially
in low season.
Heading
back to my dwelling (no, not home, home is in Ursynów or at my parents’) I
cannot wait to move out of (for some reason I feel the temporary place of
residence at best lacks a good energy) – the setting sun shines in my face.
Next year I promise to take much more trips by bike north of Warsaw. By early
spring the remont will have been over, the flat will have been furnished. Sweet
dreams…
On the
remont front, the builders have brought their tools yesterday and tomorrow
works kick off for good. The living room is now full not only of construction
materials but also of tools. As works move on, it will also be full of rubbish
and each Saturday will start with clearing up (I prefer to do it myself and
have builders focusing on their work).
Traces of
rewiring are seen in the empty kitchen. The first works here, after flattening
the floors, will be renovations of walls. Then tile laying should ensue
thereafter. On Wednesday I found a guy who will do kitchen furniture to me –
the last thing to be arranged to ensure things move on smoothly down the line
ticked off.
The snap of
the toilet and the bathroom taken three weeks ago, but inserted here instead of
the one taken today, as today’s pic was too blurred (nothing has changed since
then, sadly, but as my friend commented, kibel jest, można mieszkać). Now a bit of patience and it will be lifted from ruins and become
a cosy place to live.
Life-wise,
I am trying to lift myself from being down in the dumps (this is not the
relapse of depression, but a combination of factors that brought together get
me down), but circumstances resemble headwinds rather than tailwinds...
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