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May 23, 2005
Hot and Not
Let me just tell you that the weather here is quite warm...and humid...and warm...until you want to just scream "SHIT, IT'S HOT TODAY!" (just like yesterday) and then you'll unwillngly collapse into a pile of perspiration and exertion from yelling too loud. The thick heat permiates everything... But then from out of nowhere comes the biggest, blackest, most threatening cloud you've ever seen and under it swoops in a similarly threatening wind that rustles the trees first, then your perfect hairdo and turns it all into a frenzy of pushing and pulling and the light appears as if a total solar eclipse has begun, changing from a hot ray of baking death to a muted pale grey darkness. The wind doesn't take long to blow away the heat, along with your hat and newspaper, and then the rains begin. You may be looking at the sky--watching the dramatic clouds rapidly mutating as if you were watching a time lapse recording projected into the vast canvas that covers our world--when the biggest raindrop you've ever seen, or felt, smacks you right on the cheek; so big it was almost painful! Then down comes another and another until, within seconds, you are drenched to the bone by what feels like a solid wall of water that was toppled miles away by the powerful winds and is crashing down all around you. The majestic bolts of splintered lightning preceed the million watt amp bass booms of bone shaking thunder. The sky is lit purple as each flash lights up the billions of rain drops that continue to pound the Earth beneith your feet. Then, as quickly as it began, it's over. The wind has carried the clouds past you and the air smells of wet concrete, fresh flowers, and the sounds of hundreds of frogs chanting in unison fill your ears. Your hair still standing up, almost reaching for the clouds, as a tingle carries itself along your spine and to the ends of your fingers and toes. That is the beauty of monsoon weather. I love it here.
Posted by Tom Bodhi at May 23, 2005 01:42 AM
Comments
What an exhilirating description! I got tingles remembering some Oklahoma lightning storms just reading it. I can only imagine what the monsoon brings to the lush landscape of Thailand.... and how the clouds blow and roll and echo with thunder, leaving tropical flowers in their wake. Wow!
Posted by: emma at May 23, 2005 10:24 AM
Magic moments in a mystical existence. Reminds of the time i was in...
Posted by: gian at May 23, 2005 12:29 PM
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