Last night the rains came.
Remember the programs on the Discover Channel about the God-forsaken antelope scratching at dirt to find water and food, and then, *shazam* the next scene is wide angle view of rolling clouds.
Well it's actually like that.
I went over to my counterpart's house last night for warthog and on the way home I noticed lightening way off in the distance. I thought nothing of it and continued on my way.
Back at home, I went though my usual routine. I dragged the mattress outside onto my porch, locked up my room and went to bed. At 1 am, the wind picked up a little and soon after a drizzle started and quickly stopped.
At 2:30, again the wind picked up, and kept picking up. Half asleep, I pulled the blanket over my head and rolled over. A few minutes later, the cyclone hit! I swear, if it had been light out, I could have told you which mummy's face was in the storm cloud. With in seconds, the family was up and inside the house closing windows and securing loose doors. I jumped up, wrapped my blanked around my face and half blinded, dragged my mattress inside. Soon after the heavens opened.
The next morning, I looked at my floor and I could barely make out the design on the linoleum. It took the kids nearly an hour to get the sand out of my hut....
Welcome to the rainy season.
