One of Alberta Street's many examples of dodgy rainwater management. Water was gushing all over the place. That whole street gets rather mediaeval when it really starts to rain. Leaf-choked sewer grates turn intersections into ponds. Rain cascades down from on high on unsuspecting pedestrians (such as myself) from rain gutters that end abruptly or that lead nowhere. I found myself looking up to make sure no one was emptying a chamber pot.
Not that I'm complaining. I love rain and gloomy grey skies. Really, I do.