When we do get real heat and sunshine, however, the feeling is almost indescribable.
Life is suddenly more exciting, the outside world is something to be savoured instead of avoided.
I feel as if my body is somehow deriving power, Superman-like, from the Sun.
It felt genuinely therapeutic.
Weather can be misleading here, mind.
Just as I was ready, the rain started.
There Goes the Sun.
You play as Alba, a little girl who is visiting a Mediterranean island to see her grandparents.
What a beautiful looking game.
But what really stands out to me is the visuals of the world.
Where Alba aims for abstraction, Ubisoft focused on realism to stunning effect.
I’m in the middle of a Monet painting.
When I emerge onto the beach again, my skin glistens.
Wearing so few layers is something I would almost never dare to do in London.
I only venture outside without a jacket a couple of times in a year, if that.
That’s probably a little unnecessary.
What games offer, beyond a literal recreation, is a lovelyreminderof that sensation and reality.
When you live here in London, you cherish these reminders a little more.
As I write this, August has just arrived.
