Now the flowers fall, the wind arrives, the sky ignites and the rain drops. What was moments before a street filled with the cries of stall traders and herding human traffic, becomes a tropical forest of rain spouts and filling pools watched over by the sheltering hoards in neighboring shops. Here, all aspects of the weather arrive at once. The wind picks up, the sky blackens, the rainwater shower head is switched on and there is a crack of thunder seconds away from the sheet lightning. The locals seek shelter immediately in any close by shop front or tarpaulin. Walking quickly having inserted only one arm into my Marks & Spencer cag-in-a-bag, I survived on the streets all of one minute before I was forced to shuffle in behind the counter of a local pharmacy and seek refuge. The rest of my journey home was interrupted by short stays in the local electronics, refrigeration and spice shops. Let's hope this isn't an early start to the end-of-may monsoon season.
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