Everyone seems to associate Moscow with snow. Well I'm here to tell you that there is a monsoon season here, notable enough to contend for fiercest weather of the year. This means a few things to me:
First, I should not have left my galoshes, windbreaker and trench coat in Germany.
Second, I am now going to have to buy appropriate rain gear.
I have mixed feelings about rain. I actually love a good warm, summer rain. I love getting caught in it. Just maybe not when I'm on my way to meet a client. The drowned rat look isn't the greatest first impression. And leaving the appointment with a children's umbrella donated to your pitiful situation doesn't exactly leave the most positive lasting impression either. As for remaining indoors, nothing beats falling asleep to the sound of rain on the roof. And in this case, it doesn't matter that I don't live on the top floor, the wind is so fierce that the rain hits my windows straight on. I also love thunder and lightning. You know, when you're sitting at the computer with only the sound of the keyboard, the gentle fuzz of constant rainfall, and occasional singing to yourself, and suddenly it sounds like the earth just snapped in half and you find that your whole body has seized up. Your breath catches and then releases in words of surprise expelling themselves involuntarily from your mouth. Then everything lights up for a split second and you think, "It's probably a good time to not use any appliances which must be plugged in." And a car alarm goes off outside. Um... did what I think just happen really just happen? The only other explanation is a wizard battle. Wizards apparating everywhere.
I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.
First, I should not have left my galoshes, windbreaker and trench coat in Germany.
Second, I am now going to have to buy appropriate rain gear.
I have mixed feelings about rain. I actually love a good warm, summer rain. I love getting caught in it. Just maybe not when I'm on my way to meet a client. The drowned rat look isn't the greatest first impression. And leaving the appointment with a children's umbrella donated to your pitiful situation doesn't exactly leave the most positive lasting impression either. As for remaining indoors, nothing beats falling asleep to the sound of rain on the roof. And in this case, it doesn't matter that I don't live on the top floor, the wind is so fierce that the rain hits my windows straight on. I also love thunder and lightning. You know, when you're sitting at the computer with only the sound of the keyboard, the gentle fuzz of constant rainfall, and occasional singing to yourself, and suddenly it sounds like the earth just snapped in half and you find that your whole body has seized up. Your breath catches and then releases in words of surprise expelling themselves involuntarily from your mouth. Then everything lights up for a split second and you think, "It's probably a good time to not use any appliances which must be plugged in." And a car alarm goes off outside. Um... did what I think just happen really just happen? The only other explanation is a wizard battle. Wizards apparating everywhere.
I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.
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