Sep 6, 2006

The rain dash

Yesterday whilst driving to town in the afternoon to see my orthodontist, who is currently trying to fix my train wreck of a mouth, I got caught up in the rain. Not for the first time as my battered old poncho would tell you... if it could talk. People here don't try and second guess the rain. It's not like they look out of the window at the sky and say "Hmmm, looks like rain today love, best take the brolly". Here, you know it's coming. Not taking a poncho out with you here in rainy season would be like not wearing your jacket in winter. Stupid. The fact is however that people carry on regardless until the heavens actually open. Even when you could reach up and rip one of those inky black rainclouds open yourself, you wait until it comes down in buckets on top of you. This results in a mad scramble to pull over, get your cagoule out, pull it on and then get back on your merry way before everything is soaked. Blink and you'd miss it; at the precise second the downpour begins, for a couple of minutes, the streets will be lined with people hastily dragging out their waterproofs. Two minutes later, everyone in the city is in their wet weather gear. It makes the pit stops in F1 seem thoroughly laborious. Here are my feeble attempts at capturing this moment, allbeit I was participating in it at the same time.



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i just missed Sai Gon so much .
thanks for the pics