We don’t melt.

That’s my stock reply when anyone says, “You’re riding in this?” 


Monty and I are not water-soluble. We do, however, get utterly, thoroughly, you-can’t-get-any-wetter soaked. (Jeans may not have been the best choice today. Why is wet denim so…icky?)

We paused at the front door this morning, pondering whether to leave Monty home and take the subway instead. I’m glad we didn’t! All the wimps go underground, and we have the bike path to ourselves.


So what if I have rain dripping from my nose?



About Unfolded NYC

I live in Manhattan with a husband, two cats and a Brompton M6L named Monty. Contact me: unfoldednyc at gmail dot com (you know what to do)
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3 Responses to We don’t melt.

  1. Good that Monty’s persuasive (& probably far keener for tough weather than me?)

  2. Unfolded NYC says:

    Trying to ease into the cold and wet before truly tough weather arrives, Ian!

  3. Oooh! Always wondered about the “We don’t melt” post name! I shall watch with interest…

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