This time of year, summer is trying to assert its muggy self on the population of Japan (including itinerants like me). The warm, water-laden air pushes in from its winter hibernation spot. But occasionally, like today, the cold air pushes back. Then the temperature drops, sinks past the dew point, and kersploosh!: Out falls all the water.
Witness this morning: McHida train station, and the weather is lovely. Brisk, a bit hot, but lovely sunshine. Get as far as Fuckynobby, and the sky is not far from being coal-coloured. And the wind carries such a strong smell of rain. At that point, I'm wondering if I can make it to work in time (coatless and brollyless) without getting thoroughly and utterly soaked! Exciting! And the smell of the rain gets stronger and stronger with each 100 yards I walk. Fortunately, I made it, but 45 minutes later, there was the kersploosh!
It's finally passed, and now I can see the mountains again. Lovely :o)
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