mistwall at midnight: where the wifi cuts out and dreams get expensive
okeay so here's the thing-i didn't plan to write this blog post. i just woke up late today and decided to wander around mistwall at midnight because the tram was delayed and i had nothing better to do. guess you could call it spontaneous? maybe.
let's talk weather first because it's this weird 7.63 degrees celsius right now. feels like 5.67, which is like walking through a fridge that's also smoking. humidity? 79%. that's not a number-it's a warning label. my shirt's clinging to my back like a second skin, and i'm pretty sure the air itself is judging me. i checked the forecast and it's not raining but it's also not not raining. confusing, right?
here's another random fact: if you get bored, mistwall is just a short drive away. wait, no-mistwall is the city. maybe i meant the next town over? i don't know anymore. my gps has trust issues.
reviews? yeah, okay. i heard that someone told me that the old café on main street serves espresso so good it might actually make you cry. i didn't believe it at first. then i heard something else-someone else said the same café's owner is a ex-con who only serves drinks to people who don't look askance. maybe? i haven't confirmed. i heard that too. last night. while drunk.
let me tell you about my map. i embedded it because idk why but here it is.
it shows mistwall's center, which is basically a giant taxidermy wolf mounted on a traffic light. weird, yeah? you can ignore that.
images? yeah. here's a black car driving on a wet sidewalk at 2am. fits the vibe.
and a person walking under a flickering streetlight. lone figure.
and a weird photo of a white building with a giant ? on the front. maybe it's an art installation? maybe it's a bank? i don't know.
okay but seriously-someone told me that if you wander into the alley behind the library, you might find a guy selling handmade lighters. not joking. i didn't go. i didn't want to. what if he's a spy? what if he's a poet? what if he's just really into taxidermy? i checked online and there's a TripAdvisor thread where people argue whether the lighters are real or if he's just stabbing people. link? here: https://www.tripadvisor.com/thread/123456789. don't trust me.
yes, there are reviews. i overheard a local tell a tourist that the city's wifi is intentionally slow to make you buy data. another person said the public baths are actually haunted by a kebab vendor from 1992. i didn't ask for details. i just ran.
also, the neighbors? they're not people. they're sounds. the distant clanging of metal, like someone's practicing guitar behind a closed door. or maybe it's the wind. or maybe it's my imagination. i can't tell anymore.
i just need to go back to sleep. or maybe not. maybe i'll check the local Yelp for 'best night markets' and then realize i already lost my phone. that'd be a mess. link to mix of useless things: https://www.yelp.com/biz/mistwall-nightscape https://www.reddit.com/r/mistwalltravel https://localboards.mistwall.com/group/198765432 (this one probably doesn't exist).
yeah, this post is a mess. like my life. like the weather. like the fact that i just realized i have no idea what zip code i'm in. but it's real. it happened. maybe.
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