I hate wet and reiny days.

It rained a lot in 1816…. a lot – like everyday; the weather in Europe was abnormally wet ’cause it rained in Switzerland on 130 out of the 183 days from April to September. If I was Mary Shelley I might decide to write a book too, or at least some social media posts. Afterall, it was the onnly thing you could do without cellphones or TV or anything. Sounds sooooo boring! She said that she “passed the summer of 1816 in the environs of Geneva crap…we occasionally amused ourselves with some German stories of ghosts and things… These tales excited in us a playful desire of imitation”  So, people were stuck inside and bored. Mary Shelley decided to write a book becuase it was so awful outside. I can totally see her point, you know?

I guess I would go crazy if there was nothing else to do besides look out at the rain n read.