I believe the words that escaped my lips were, “You have got to be kidding me.”
The reason for this? It was dark, I was awake, and the clock said 4:18 a.m. Second day in a row. This time I was awakened by someone outside on the street below yelling some sort of nonsense. This was soon followed by a couple having a discussion directly beneath our open window. Even Pippo woke up.
I tried desperately to go back to sleep, but as the sky got lighter and lighter, I could feel sleep running away from me faster and faster. Eventually I gave in and got up. I figured I’d continue to document the bright light and early hour, but rather than take a picture of the same clock tower (and too tired to get dressed and head out in search of the Dom Toren), I decided just to make use of my own little bedside clock, so I headed out to our terrace. The first photo I took was at exactly 5 a.m., as the bells of the clock tower chimed the hour. Then I decided to have some fun with it and set the clock in the pot with the gladiolas I planted this year. The photo above is the result. Not the sharpest photo, but you can see just how much light was shining down onto the face of the clock, washing it out, rather than hiding it in shadow.
We’d actually spent the last part of the evening there on the terrace last night, eventually going inside around 10:30. The light then was much the same as it was this morning at 5 a.m. Maybe I’m only meant to sleep during actual hours of darkness. This could be a long summer.
I hate it when that happens. Even more so because I can’t sleep with my window closed, so we’ll hear everything.
That’s our problem, as well. We have to sleep with the window open, but then we hear everything that goes on on the street. I don’t usually think of our street being that busy, but at 4 a.m. it seems to be quite the hot spot!
Thanks for stopping by, Kay.
Oh dear! That is just horrible there were people inconsiderate enough to talk so loudly at that hour. So sorry you had that. I’ve found the last few nights having the rolluik down over our window was not sufficient enough because the fresh air couldn’t come into our bedroom so easily, so we’ve both got our sleep eye masks on each night with the windows wide open [with screens over them to keep mosquitos out] & a fan blowing. And I shouldn’t forget my ear plugs… Interesting all of the head gear I adopt during the summer, which I completely forgot all about!
We don’t have screens for our windows, but I jerry rigged a screen of sorts over one of the transom windows in our kitchen. I took a piece of sheer organza fabric that I had and tacked it up over the opening. It’s worked quite well so far; now I just need to get another piece to do the other window. Mosquitoes haven’t been our problem; this summer it’s buzzy bees hovering near the kitchen!