the rainy season
Winter here is the rainy season, they tell us, which seems to mean that as much rain falls here in the winter as does in any average month, anywhere else. This is a rainy season compared to the summer, when it doesn't ever rain. Or so I understand it. I've only been here for a month, so my knowledge of weather patterns is hardly what you'd call complete.
In any case, however, it's been raining a bit lately, and it sure rained some today. But not steadily all day, just off and on, and it was off enough at one point to tempt me into going biking; only when I got downtown it started spitting, and when I went into Leah's store to seek shelter it started pouring down in earnest. Even though it had been raining hard earlier too, I wasn't the only one who had been tempted outside by a half hour-long glimpse of sun: the Promenade was packed with Sunday revellers, and you shoulda seen em scurry when all that water started falling from the sky. I ducked into the Gap to take shelter from the worst of the rain (having left Leah's establishment when it was drizzly enough to walk outside, plus being kicked out cause I was lounging around and uglifying up the atmosphere) and there were about a million people in there with the same idea. I hope some of them bought some things, or else all the Gap got out of the deal was some wet floors. And wet clothes too, I bet.
All in all, though, I guess it was like any other cloudburst anywhere else on a Sunday afternoon, excepting the fact that there are always more people out here than anywhere else I've ever been, in the United States anyways. Though... maybe I can't even tell any more! What happens in Minneapolis, say, or Boston, in the rain? What? Tell me!!