In August 2016, I had a once in a life-time opportunity to study abroad at Oxford University in London, England with a few of my friends to study Criminology. I was elated to be at Oxford studying something I loved. However, what I did not know was that the moments that remain vivid in my memory are the times that we were off exploring the heart of London until late at night. I must preface this by saying that I have always loved the rain, especially the serene and calming atmosphere it creates when rain is falling. I love falling asleep to the pitter-patter sound the rain makes when it hits the roof of my home at night. I love watching the rain slowly trickle down the windows while curled up with a good book and a steaming cup of hot chocolate. Although my favourite thing to do is walk and dance in the rain; which means walking in the rain is a usual occurrence for me, but one of my most memorable experiences was on a relatively silent street northeast of London's Trafalgar Square. It was around midnight and my three girl friends and I were being escorted back to our hotel by two Londoners we had befriended at the bar, when the rain started drizzling on us. My friends, Hannah and Dana, were walking with one of the Londoners ahead of myself, my friend Tanys, and Omar. We were chatting about the different slang words used by Canadians and the British when the once light sprinkling of rain became a torrential downpour. Everyone, but myself, started to run towards a building’s overhang halfway down the street in an attempt to get to cover while I continued to stroll down the sidewalk as I had not a care in the world. I reached them more-or-less drenched from head to toe but with a massive smile on face as I laughed and twirled in rain as I let the water continue to soak my body to the bone. They all laughed at my antics and Cheshire grin but all that mattered to me was enjoying the peaceful feeling the rain brought as the rain enveloped me like a butterfly’s cocoon. The downpour only lasted for five minutes tops, but that short time seemed like an eternity because I was finally able to slow down, relax, take a step back from everything, and truly absorb and appreciate my summer adventure in London. In that short time. the rain became my solstice as all my anxieties were washed away as the water cleansed my body. After the rain stopped and we continued to walk the hotel, I breathed in the fresh air and relished in the reminder that we must enjoy the simple things in life, like a rainfall, as these little events will be cherished and looked back upon when we are older.