Tonight is very wet and dreary. The mood reminds me of the poem Olas Grises by Leopoldo Lugones (it can be found here).
I’d also like to mention a restaurant in Beijing I enjoyed and would go back to: Grandma’s Kitchen. The one at Wudaokou (neighborhood that is a “cool hangout place” for students) serves really delicious peanut butter milkshakes, apple pie, omelets, and other food that would be hard to get in China. I love Chinese food, but I do miss western breakfasts.