When will it rain?

Figuring I’d had my brush with death on a motorbike today I didn’t think I could have two accidents in one day. Miss Hue showed me on the map where a good supermarket was, and so I set out to look for some kitchen essentials namely knives, forks, spoons, tongs and a potato masher. A dinner set was also on the list because so far I have only seen them sold loose, except for the Chinese style little bowls and ceramic spoons. I was less than 100m from home, still in the lane not even on the main road when a Xe Om (motorbike taxi) asked me to jump on. I negotiated a price and off we rode.

Now for two weeks I have been asking everyone when is the rainy season as I thought I was arriving in the wet season, it certainly has been hot, but for a few showers now and again it’s just been like a Darwin build up. Well less than 30 seconds after I jumped on the back of this damn motorbike the heavens opened. I was still in the laneway and could have happily and easily retreated to the comforts of home and dealt with the lack of kitchenware another day, but do you think I could tell this guy to stop? NO NO What I did achieve was lowering the price dramatically and having the hair raising scariest mother of all motorbike rides. The rain was coming horizontal and stinging and you know how shite the traffic gets in the wet at home, multiply that by 1000 and I was just hanging on for dear life. I won’t be asking anyone else when it will rain.