Tropical memories...

This November is the warmest November since 1906. This Thursday at midday thermometers showed 41 degrees in downtown BsAs, and when I exited the university after my exam this Friday, it was so humid I didn't know if it was raining or not.

Today it rained. At about 17:00 the skies opened up and let fall a downpour which would paralyze parts of Buenos Aires for the afternoon. Subwaylines were flooded, football games were cancelled, and lightning struck several places nearby. The café I was sitting in the moment the storm came started leaking through the cables in one of the lamps in the ceiling. According to "la Nación" the city lacks 80% of the necessary irrigation systems.

http://videos.lanacion.com/

On the way home from David the rain had slowed down to a light drizzle and the temperature had dropped to a little more comfortable humid 20's. As I was walking, I started recalling other tropical memories I have had. I don't know why but I think it is the "humid-rain-smell" that triggers memories. (I believe the sense of smell has much more importance in memories than we think.) The lightning in Bali, the flooded ditches and typhoons in Japan, and all the water in St. Just flowing down to the stream near Can Melich... It was all very interesting. I hope I will remember this rain someday in the future.