Rainy days always make me think of Europe… maybe because I lived in Brussels where you learned to not leave home without your umbrella (no matter WHAT the sky looked like).  And as I’m thinking of Europe, it makes me think of sidewalk cafés with the heaters outside and blankets on the backs of chairs so that patrons could still sit on the street and be warm.  I love my town and my life, but it doesn’t stop me from dreaming about being in Europe on this rainy day :-)

Where do you dream of being on a rainy day??