I was going to blog about diving today but something very exciting has happened – It rained in Dubai!
Yes, it rains so infrequently here (it’s not called the desert for nothing) that when it does happen, it’s headline news, it’s happiness bursting from inside you, it’s wanting to do the rain dance hopping up and down from one foot to the other and chanting some unintelligible babble!
As you can tell, I am quite excited that it rained last night (and a bit today). Yesterday, we were at a friend’s house for dinner and when we left their building, we noticed that it had rained! Not the light sprinkle from a couple days ago, and alas not a downpour, but enough for the cabbie to use the windshield wipers and enough to make all the pavement and sand pits wet.
I can’t believe how much I missed rain, especially at night. I love cloudy overcast skies, I love thunder and lighting, I love rain storms. I think it has something to do with being a Pisces. Even though there was neither thunder nor lightning nor did it rain enough to call it a storm, I’d say I’m a happy camper.