The past few days have been hellish. The temperature’s been above 30°C and the humidity has been ridiculous, so when the rain woke me up the other night, I was overjoyed. In the morning, however, the weather hadn’t really changed, and even though I took my umbrella to school, I didn’t need it until later in the afternoon (at which point I had lost it in Da’an Park).
That rain was surprising yet nice, but the good stuff didn’t really start until sometime during my evening classes. As I was leaving, Jenny told me in was raining and let me know about the “lovely umbrellas.” In Chinese, things done for the benefit of other people are all called “love.” Perhaps charity is the best translation?
On the way home, the rain was really heavy and there was lightning every three or four minutes! When I got off the bus, I couldn’t help but grin at every flash… until I remembered I’d left laundry in my window box. Luckily, most of the big items were actually quite dry, but my underwear hanger wasn’t under the awning and in my haste to pull it inside, I lost two pairs on the roof below! I grabbed my hanger-stick and threaded it and my arm through the window grating, painstakingly twisting the underwear onto the reaching-stick (not actually designed for hooking onto things). Truly a ridiculous situation.
Now I’m looking forward to falling asleep to the pounding of rain on my neighbors’ tin window cages. It’s a wonderful sound!