International Women's Day
This morning as I walked down unfamiliar streets towards the Maltese embassy, it totally slipped my mind that it was International Women's Day. I walked by a construction site and dealt with the unwanted, unsubtle stares from several men who have clearly never been told to fuck off before. Sunglasses on and head high I continued walking. Later that morning I passed two women, a lady in her mid forties and presumably her mother, holding beautiful purple and yellow irises. I asked where they got them, wanting something colourful and alive to spruce up my room and the younger woman held hers out to me. They had gotten them at a women's day event. She insisted I take the flower that I was clearly enamoured by and after some initial resistance I accepted her offer. I continued on my way, walking under the sun with my beautiful purple iris I had the biggest smile on my face. Not five minutes later a car passed by and honked, followed thirty seconds later by another honk from another ...
