The distilled ocean arrived via the sky, yielding a quiet and dripping mild wetness that I quite liked, actually. I spoke to a new colleague I came across wandering the streets, who has recently moved over from Slovenia. "Scottish weather, eh?" I remarked, but his somewhat surprising response, in still hesitant English, was, "I love it. It is one of the best things here. I love the soft cool rain. Water is life." I barely know him yet, but as we parted I pondered that he was worth talking to some more.