It's been muggy, sweaty and hot here the last week. In San Diego they call it "Monsunal Moisture" from Mexico. It creates these huge thunderheads above the moutains in the east and always ... ALWAYS disapears by the time it reaches the city lights. It's like the ocean creates this strange storm buffer.The lack of weather here is perfect for people who don't like surprise or drama or anything exciting in the sky's. It's perfect for honeymooners and holiday'ers seeking the same sunny disposition day after day.
I must admit, although you cannot (and I can't stress that enough) complain about the weather here, because it is alway virtually perfect, I miss seeing the raging clouds in the Alberta skys. Coloured all pink and navy and churning with energy from a Summer day.
This last week has been all Break Forth for me (the conference that happens every year in Edmonton) This year I have the opportunity to attend, but I'll have to see if I can afford a plane ticket, at least I know I'll have a place to stay (hopefully, mom??)
Yesterday I took the public transit (bus) to my pottery lesson (which I still completely LOVE). That was an experience all in itself...not knocking people who take the bus -- I took it alot in Edmonton, but here, is a wee bit different...could have been where i was travelling too. I took the bus to North Park, which is best described as a "trendy-almost-118th-Ave" type area in the middle of San Diego. And as I sat on this bus (which is air-conditioned by the way) sandwiched between two hispanic people and across from an African skateborder who consistently read his neighbors literature, I noticed one sure thing -- people like to watch people, on the bus.
I guess people watching is similar to storm watching, each one is different, you never know what lies beneath what only our eyes can see. You can admire their strength, fear what you think they're wrath might be, but in the end, it always blows over and you're happy to see the sunshine again.
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