Early Sunday morning after the deluge, street life returns to its seasonal norm.
After departing New York City in mid-November and arriving here in early December, we saw rain for the first time about two weeks ago. I had missed it.
That first tropical rainstorm, a downpour that lasted approximately two hours during the workday, made music on the tin roofs below my 11th-floor windows. Since I was in no hurry to go outside, I was sorry when the entertainment ended.
A little after midnight the other day, rains came again and then last night as well. They are very much ahead of their time.
We were asleep when that first nighttime deluge arrived, so the floor-to-ceiling windows in our living room were open. Let’s just say that those screwed-down screens were dirty and that they’re not so now. I wish I could say the same for the tiled floor and plastic-upholstered furniture that comes with our rental. Continue reading