Really, really horrible car crash this morning just as I was waking up. I heard the stereotypical rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr followed by a sickening crunch. I thought about how, all things considered, I'd been here a relatively long time before witnessing (even if just with my ears) a car crash.
When I went downstairs, it turned out to have crashed straight into the cafe where I'd been drinking tea the night before. The car managed to hit the cafe straight on, so it looks just like those scenes in the movie where a car drives right into a storefont.
A friend was going to take a picture but I told her it would probably really piss the owners off; I'm not sure they even have insurance. As it is, I tried to put on the saddest face I could when looking at the wreckage. It really is sad; the cafe, which is very nice, is probably destroyed. I would have offered my condolences, but I didn't know what to say.