We arrive on August 3 . . . no storms (just a hell of a lot of rain)
A week goes by, no storms.
Another week, no storms.
A month. I give up.
Finally, one month and one week in, I get my storm.
We were supposed to go hiking today, but when we woke up, we could barely see across the harbor. Hmm, can't be good for the lungs. We decided no hike; we would run at night instead.
We went out and did some indoor things (i.e. buy stuff for the apartment) and came home and had dinner. As we were cleaning up, I looked outside and noticed that the sky wasn't hazy anymore, it was turning purple. And it became even more purple as the minutes passed by. I stepped out on the balcony and looked in the other direction . . . no purple, it was black.
Slowly that black encroached on the purple. The winds picked up, the sky began to flash, and big, fat drops of rain started to fall.
The lightning increased until it was pretty much constant, but there was still no intense rain or shocking thunder.
That was all about to change.
Suddenly the rain went from a smattering to sheets. It was all you could see--no more boats or buildings, just waves of rain running across the open space.
It was a bit too much to stay outside for, so I started opening the door to go back into the living room, when this bolt of lightening exploded right near our apartment. The crack of the thunder was almost instantaneous.
I had no control over my body at this moment. It flung itself through the narrowly open door and then executed this Olympic gymnast worthy twist to avoid falling on the coffee table and end up contorted on the couch instead.
Denis laughed . . . hard.
So anyway, we continued to enjoy the storm through the safety of the closed door.
And it was good : )
Here are a few random apartment pictures. We need to take real ones.
Our duvet . . . a rather different route for us, but it is working out.
Bedroom, sans curtains (this was before Denis created the newspaper barrier)
Our amazing couch with the pillow covers I love (yes, we got insert for them)
Bathroom
Office/second bedroom
Master bedroom pre-furniture
Living room with only our TV and a little stool that was in the apt when we got here . . . poor Denis had to hang out here while waiting for all sorts of people to arrive (gas, cable, Ikea)
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