Blustery night

So it's dark and there's a heck of a wind. No longer the peaceful beach I sat on two night's ago. Instead we're inside the cafe shaped like a boat, watching the breeze bending signs and splattering rain against the window. If you look hard you can see the castle. 

At least it was quick to get home, being blown up the street! Will catch up with journals tomorrow, 6am seems a long time ago!