A sun beam penetrates the bushy, emerald-green leaves above me and dances upon my face. I close my eyes momentarily without slowing my pace and drink in the warmth as I head for a tram.
Unfortunately, the few precious moments of sun worshipping made me miss tram 51 so I have to wait a little until the next one comes along. According to the notice board, I should not have to wait for too long but I figure that a pleasant stroll along my route to the next tram stop will be a better way to while away the time.
I set off and pause for breath at the next tram stop. Cars sweep their way past me and stop when the lights order them to. A few uninterested drivers look at me and the only other occupant of the tram stop and pointedly ignore us.
I am not sure why they are ignoring us though, or, to be precise, I am not sure why they are ignoring the other occupant. It is taking a lot of will power to stare straight ahead but I then take a quick look. Purely because I know that no one would believe me if I tried to tell this story, I whip out my mobile phone, enable the camera option and take a picture of the sixty-year old woman dressed like this:
I caught her rolling a joint and listening to something on her headphones.
Odd people all around you? Do you live in Belgium perhaps? Leave us a comment and tell us about them!