Traditions

I’m beginning to realize there are two kinds of weather recently in Hong Kong.

It’s either raining, or it’s humid.

Today was bloody humid. I woke up to 94% humidity. During my short walk home this afternoon from the MTR station, what began as a moderate drizzle, became a full downpour in under a minute. I was soaked, wet, cold and somehow- sticky and humid all at once.

It’s been like this for a couple of months now, and normally it doesn’t really bother me. I only have to be outside for a total of about 15 minutes a day for my walk to, and from work.

This past Monday was Bruce’s birthday. I planned to surprise him with a picnic, and hoped that on our one day off together, it wouldn’t rain.

Of course it did. A lot.