It is common knowledge that there are only two seasons in this country: summer (from March to May) and rainy season (which starts on June and ends when summer begins.)
For some unknown reason or another, the weather in this side of the country is freakishly insane. Of course it’s still the same two seasons, i.e., rain and summer. But I’ve learned, since moving here that, there is no exact point in time when you could specifically point out which season it will be. Furthermore, the seasons seem to have mutated here. Either its pourin’ like crazy, as in, the sky seems to be falling down, or it’s scorching hot so much so that one can get a sunburn just by walking around for five minutes.
And you can never tell what the weather will be. Forget listening to “Kuya Kim” early in the morning for an inkling of what the day ahead would be like. In this place, it can go from scorching hot to pouring like crazy in the span of five minutes and back again.
Earlier today, the sun was shining more than I would have liked. Just when I thought I ought to have brought with me a sunblock lotion, the clouds thundered and rain fell out of nowhere. It was not the “pitter-patter” kind but the “kaboom” one where you’d think the roof might be going down any minute. And then, after about three minutes, the rain stopped and the heat was back on.
Life here in the country side sure is some kind of weird.
