Monsoon season is upon us. This is the third day of nonstop rain from tropical storm Maeri. Bobby loves that the storm has my name. It's finally dying down a bit from the high drama of Friday and Saturday. The wind can get pretty fierce on the side of the mountain, and it will rattle all of our windows. Earlier this year, the wind blew signs from three restaurants in front of our house.
Monsoon season is tough to deal with for a number of reasons. The dog refuses to go to the bathroom in the rain. Bobby finally discovered that she will consider going if he puts a jacket on her and it's not raining hard. If it is raining hard, she will cry and whine to go outside, we will take her down three flights of stairs, and she'll balk at the door. She's not smart enough to deduce that it's raining from our villa, apparently.
This is hard to believe because during monsoon season, it rains in our villa. There are two or three spots that drip onto the floor when there's heavy rain. The landlord isn't too concerned about it, and we aren't either. One spot is in a room with a tile floor and a drain, and another is in the kitchen.
Summers are unfortunately short here. There's a brief honeymoon period from late May to late June that is sunny and warm. The monsoons hit in July and August, and September is nice but mosquito laden. That's the other reason monsoon season is a drag. It's great for bugs.
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