A Disturbed State of the Atmosphere
Monday, March 29, 2010 at 03:26PM (Monday, March 22) Today is really Tuesday, March 30 in the real world, and after checking out of the Atlantic Beach House I've wandered into 'town' and am currently sitting in some welcome shade looking out on the ocean and sucking back a Barmy Banana smoothie from the SoulBowl. I hate being this hot. I really do. I hate standing around with sweat pouring from my scalp and running down my face. It makes me feel like I'm back in basic. Thanks to my dad, I'm a notorious head-sweater. And I hate it. Did I say that? Anyways, I've got 3 hours until a facial because my face does not like this heat either and for 2+ weeks it's been greasy like a burger 24 hours a day. However, there is a lovely breeze and the shade is nice and I love being in a place where people say "Have a beautiful day." and so I am going to use these three hours to catch up on all the stuff I've done and learned. After the workout of Rotto I was in need of a bit of a day of rest so Yeti went off to work and I stayed in to make a pot of chili and take it easy. The 'mild' chili powder here is definitely not mild in any sense of the word so Yeti got a big pot of stinking hot chili. More sweating. Gah. This was a pretty uneventful day right up until the storm hit. There'd been less than a centimetre of rain in Perth for about 5 months and they desperately needed it. Although I'm sure they would have been much happier if it hadn't arrived so violently. There was hail as well which wreaked havoc all over the place. The windows at the university were broken, there was massive flooding all over the city and the next day our tour driver told us that one of their buses that had been in King's Park was completely destroyed. Me, I love the violent storms. Years ago, after being laid off from Callaway Golf and at loose ends I travelled to North Bay, ON to stay at the home of one of my clients and work in the bar at the golf course (this picking up and going long distances to stay with people I've never met is not a new thing in my life). Anyways, after travelling for 24 hours - Victoria to Vancouver to Toronto, where I visited with another client in the Don Valley before hopping on a bus for a long trip north, I arrived into North Bay in a storm very much like the one in Perth (albeit a lot colder) and stayed up all night just watching in awe. Back then, it was my first major storm. A couple months after that trip to North Bay I packed it in in Victoria and moved to Calgary and about 8 months later headed down to Florida to travel around with the same people and it was there that we got stuck in the tail end of a hurricane in Ft. Lauderdale. I wonder what ever happened to Russ the golf pro. I lost track of him and Kevin the groundskeeper who ended up being my wingman for my stay there. I do miss Kevin. Anyways, that was it for major storms until this one in Perth. And I think that would be the end of this post as there's not much you can say about storms, really, except to endlessly prattle on about their coolness.
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