I’m writing about the rain. It’s really come to this. It’s been teeming in LA for about 24 hours now. It’s proper rain. Not like the slight drizzle you sometimes get here that people call ‘rain’, it’s more like the heavy, sideways rain you get at home.
I paused here to check I haven’t already blogged about the rain, apparently not. I’ve only become this boring more recently.
I’d also like to apologise to anyone reading who lives in a mostly rainy place (so that probably means most of you!)
Anyway! Things I’d like to point out:
1. There is a lot less traffic in the rain. Where do all the people go? Do they just stay off work?
2. LA has no idea what to do in the rain. There may be less traffic but no one knows how to handle it. They drive 20 miles per hour on half empty streets although that’s probably because they can’t see. Another shocking (boring?) LA (USA?) fact. The streets don’t have cat's eyes! I realised that last night when I couldn’t see what lane I was supposed to be in because it was raining so much! Oh, the things you take for granted in England ❤️
3. People (who aren’t English) LOVE the rain. They talk about how much they love it, a lot. I think that’s because they know it will be sunny tomorrow.
4. I HATE the rain. I know I have lived most of my life in a place that rains a lot and even though it only happens here about 5 times a year I find myself saying things like, ‘I really need to go to the post office but it will have to wait until tomorrow, it’s raining.’ (I could drive and park outside but honestly, I’d rather forego my lunch break than go out in the rain)
5. I thought our house was being broken into. My housemates were away, I heard a burglar. Nope, it was the rain. I don’t know what it is anymore!
6. This is a blog about rain. I’ve definitely been here too long. I’d say it’s time to move home......*
(*see point 4)
