I think it’s a very British thing to write about the weather… and as I am mostly British then my blog would not be complete without at least one entry dedicated to the weather in the cambodge.
Since the last weekend it has been getting distinctly hotter… people kept saying it would get hotter as we move towards April (the hottest driest month), but I didn’t really think that it was possible… however apparently it is. Monday was so so soooo hot… I cycled home at 5.30pm and it was still ridiculously hot. I went for a swim and even that wasn’t particularly cooling. I think the daily temperature is now well above 35 degrees.
Far too early for my liking Tuesday morning the reason for the heat became apparent… we had been building up for an epic storm. Just before 2am I woke up realising that living under a tin roof during a seriously heavy rainstorm would not be conducive to sleep, even with ear plugs firmly in my ears… (think millions of the hugest raindrops ever pounding down on my metal roof). For lack of anything better to do I blithely ambled onto my balcony to watch the rain… I was instantly soaked to the skin… oops. Then the thunder and lightening started. I have never experienced anything like it… rolls and rolls of the loudest thunder and lightening strafing across the whole sky, lighting up the street with a florescent glow… it reminded me of the ‘Blitz experience’ at the Imperial war museum in London… without Vera Lynne… the storm kept going for over an hour and a half… I seemed to flit between awe and amazement at the weather… and a real fear that I would be a) electrocuted b) buried under the house c) exceedingly sleep deprived the next day… Fortunately I woke Tuesday sleep deprived rather than frazzled… with a mild sense of regret that I hadn’t remembered Julie Andrews’ attitude to thunder storms… ‘these are a few of my favourite things… schnitzel with noodles… raindrops on roses… tr la la la’ me thinks it would have been excellent to sing Sound of Music songs during a real thunder storm…
We are in mango season now, and apparently there is usually one storm mid mango season to ‘take the flowers off the trees’… I really hope there aren’t too many more like that or I will have to build an air raid shelter and order some heavy duty ear defenders…
1 comment:
I'm glad you didn't get frazzled! I love big rainstorms (most of the time)...I hate that stuff we get in England which is sort of between rain and no rain...the drizzle that get's you soaking wet, so annoying.
My friend who was moving to Cambodia is now moving to Thailand...but she know's someone in Cambodia who she's going to try and put you in touch with if you'd like. I'll let you know when she gets back to me!
Did you try making steamed cake yet?
xx
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