The storm was minutes off, and it was at least half mile to the folly. But darn it if I hadn't already bought the ticket, so I was going. Niether rain, driving wind, nor the fact I had forgot my umbrella at the hostel was going to stop me from heading across the gardens. The blue of storm rolling in over the Hapsburg Yellow folly provided all the reward I needed in exchange for going out in the raging wind. And yes, I did get very wet on the way back to the Main Palace.
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