Went to Times Sq. at lunch to go Christmas shopping. Not the worst madhouse I've ever seen, but it soon will be. Fast forward to rush hour and now it's cold and drizzly and I have two boxes stuffed in my backpack sticking out and giving the rain a way into my bag. And since I didn't listen carefully to the weather forecast, I didn't have any rain gear. Luckily, wool still keeps me warm even when wet and still smells nice afterwards.