Raining cats and dogs
Hail storms in Canberra? Flash flooding in Buenos Aries!
Today I was caught in what one ´Porteno´ called a summer storm. It was insane. Off to the internet cafe to plan my Patagonian leg of the trip and it started to bucket down.
Like everyone else I sought shelter under one of the eaves of the fancy apartment blocks. But there ain´t much shelter there I tell you, I was saturated. Waiting a good twenty minutes, I considered running back home. But while waiting I encountered a fellow who by chance was a publisher, and was involved in producing books about Patagonia.
***segue - I discovered he was legit (later today) when I went to a book shop that sells novels in english. Low and behold the book and author he mentioned to me was there.***
Given this chance passing I thought that it must be destiny, (even thought I am having a little difficulty in getting out of Patagonia/El Cafate and over to Chile) I am going to see how awesome this desolate wonderland is, but not with out a little more planning on the computer first.
So I decide to further negotiate the unrelenting torrential rain, the street gutters are gurgling with the pressure, and one of the main streets is covered knee deep in water. Cafes and store fronts are flooded, the downpour has covered one lane of the 4 laned thoroughfare. A man in his business suit has taken off his shoes and socks to get to the other side of street, and a paper vendor has lost his livelyhood down a collapsed sidewalk. The stall had literally disappeared underneath the cities drainage sytem.
Finally reaching the internet cafe I call my second home atm, there is no connection, all computers are down!
What can one do in such a situation, but go back to bed....
Today I was caught in what one ´Porteno´ called a summer storm. It was insane. Off to the internet cafe to plan my Patagonian leg of the trip and it started to bucket down.
Like everyone else I sought shelter under one of the eaves of the fancy apartment blocks. But there ain´t much shelter there I tell you, I was saturated. Waiting a good twenty minutes, I considered running back home. But while waiting I encountered a fellow who by chance was a publisher, and was involved in producing books about Patagonia.
***segue - I discovered he was legit (later today) when I went to a book shop that sells novels in english. Low and behold the book and author he mentioned to me was there.***
Given this chance passing I thought that it must be destiny, (even thought I am having a little difficulty in getting out of Patagonia/El Cafate and over to Chile) I am going to see how awesome this desolate wonderland is, but not with out a little more planning on the computer first.
So I decide to further negotiate the unrelenting torrential rain, the street gutters are gurgling with the pressure, and one of the main streets is covered knee deep in water. Cafes and store fronts are flooded, the downpour has covered one lane of the 4 laned thoroughfare. A man in his business suit has taken off his shoes and socks to get to the other side of street, and a paper vendor has lost his livelyhood down a collapsed sidewalk. The stall had literally disappeared underneath the cities drainage sytem.
Finally reaching the internet cafe I call my second home atm, there is no connection, all computers are down!
What can one do in such a situation, but go back to bed....
posted by trudy.p at 7:33 am
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