But it does. Suddenly, the clouds go creeping in from the horizon, and then the whole sky darkens. The sun disappears, and the thunder rolls and the lightning strikes.
Then after a few hours, it all subsides again.
Like yesterday, when I got invited to a friend's house for a cookout. We already had the grill out, the tent was already set up, and the food was prepared. Then the clouds appeared and we got wet.
I suppose my idea of summer is hot and humid. The thunderstorms aren't really part of my summer conceptual repertoire. But apparently, here, it is. And I am quite surprised that even after living here for four years, I still find that surprising. Oh wait, I suppose during the summer of 2006, I was in the Czech Republic. And in the summer of 2007, I was in Ecuador and the Philippines. And in the summer of 2008, I was in Peru, Denmark, and Hungary.
I suppose this is the first summer in which I am actually here. Actually here because I need to work on this