Rainy Days

June 12, 2010

We’re up in Vermont again, and it’s pouring rain.  It’s been rainy and gray all day, but to much of all of our surprise and sheepish admission, we were all sort of happy to have an excuse to stay inside, to be cozy in this house, and watch the World Cup.  The dove-ish sky makes all of the greens pop–the trees and grass and ferns and firs playing off one another.  I’m happy for the excuse to stay in my pajamas all day, writing.  Othello was brought, old movies were left on (between Argentina v. Nigeria and USA v. England, of course).  It’s nice to catch up, to all be in one place, lazy and comfortable.


Muito Chuva

March 3, 2010

The drive from Tiradentes back to Belo-Horizonte was treacherous, and Scott’s the hero, for sure.  Since I (still, embarrassingly) don’t drive stick, he had to do the whole thing himself.

The visibility was awful and there were huge trucks everywhere.  The roads didn’t drain well with all of that rain, and hydroplaning in our little Fiat seemed likely.  Now we’re back in Sao Paulo, in the home stretch of our Brazil experience.

The rain in Sao Paulo the last few days has been really unbelievable.  When we arrived here, it would rain most afternoons, late, around 5 or 6pm.  Now it just rains all the time, big violent storms.  Sun can give way to deep blueish gray clouds instantly and the few drops come, and then more, and then the thunder rumbles in.  Within minutes the thunder and lighting dance their duet and heavy drops come down all together, at once, in a torrent.  It makes it difficult to predict, and even more difficult to plan things.  It’s sort of unreal, the volume of water that can come out of the sky, as if it’s just done being there, fed up and tired.


September 30, 2009

Robby arrived this morning and Rio did not cooperate.  It’s been poring all day.  Not just the misty rain we usually get, or the punctuated by short bursts, but real all day, coming down rain.  We went to the Centro and took the bonde to Santa Teresa and had a delicious lunch at Aprazivel, but some of the magic was hidden in the clouds.  We’re hoping that weather.com is wrong and perhaps we’ll get a little sunshine in the next few days.

Rainy Day Blues

July 24, 2009

Rio is not really a city that functions in the rain.  There’s nothing to do, there’s no way to get around.

After scrapping our traveling plans for this weekend given yesterday’s fiasco and the unrelenting rain (it’s supposed to last until Wednesday), today’s been a bit of bust, too.  After five hours of Portuguese class, we left PUC in the pouring rain, got on a bus to Botafogo and got off, thinking that we would be at, or able to walk to, Rio Sul–the city’s biggest mall (at least it’s inside, right?).  We were not.  After wandering in the rain for some time, we realized that we were separated by a highway, unable to cross on foot, and getting wet and frustrated.  We got on another bus, finally got to the mall, and were, well, at a crowded mall on a rainy day.

The highlight of the day?  Scott made a dinner reservation, FLAWLESSLY, in Portuguese.  It was very impressive.  Hopefully dinner will save this soggy day.