- We were rained in. Even before dawn, I heard the rain starting, and it didn’t stop well into the night. Constant rain, all day, some gusts, no breathers. At 10 pm in a light drizzle, I was able to walk Uma to the corner of the street and back. It was a very wet day. It was reminiscent of the later years of Macondo in “One Hundred Years of Solitude”. I talked to family and some friends in Mexico City, and they’re all well. It was funny that they also thought about García Márquez’s tale; it really was that wet. I have yet to find how many mm of rain we got, but I’m sure it was a lot.
- I spent the whole day working on a project. Rain has a strange quality that, while it soothes, it makes you focus on your work.
Late in the afternoon, due to the rain, we had a black out. It lasted over 30 minutes, and I had to go to the other side of town to a Starbucks to get internet connection to send the project. It isn’t really far —it’s a small town—, but I’m thankful I didn’t get stranded with so much flooding. - When I got back home, the electricity was back… everyone except us!! We tried the breakers, and they were definitely out. We called the company; they gave us our report number… and a maximum response time of 30 hours (!)
It is impressive how dependent we are of certain commodities that we take for granted. I did not know what to do with myself for such a long, dark evening ahead. Finally, I decided to read with the light of a candle, the 4th chapter of “The Artist’s Way”, and then I watched a movie until the battery of my mac died.
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