Downpour

I got caught in the downpour yesterday while walking to pick up a friend's bike from where she had left it. We were walking next to Fenway Park when a particularly loud crack of thunder sounded right on top of an enormous, sky-shattering bolt of lighting. It appeared to happen directly to our north, over the Pike, and that is how I ended up having sweet potato fries while soaking wet at Boston Beer Works yesterday. I also found a new way to Logan, which was exciting.