Of cities (1) - An old dream

She carried her small bags, and some how she managed to cross the sea, to the beautiful rainy city of gray and green.
She left the bags chez-lui, and they took the crowded bus, the red bus, where, of all the passangers, they sat in reverse facing the crowd; and they shared the fair, he paid 10 she paid 5!.
Where to? she wouldn't know the destination, but it was a park she can never forget.
There, the gray rainy city was sunny, the park was serene; with its tall tall trees, and golden green grass washed by rain and still a little wet, and the silky sunlight coming from between the trees... serene.
They sat on the grass, he talked and talked, charming and fascinating, she listened and listened, drawn and fascinated, till she had to stand up and leave... she was afraid.