Wring me out and hang me out to dry
I'm stuck in a wretched RV in pouring down rain. Rain all day, all night. We even got into the pool in a torrential downpour, foolishly thinking that "... as long as we are going to get wet anyway..." It turns out that you actually can be wetter than simply being submerged in a swimming pool.
This thing is leaking like a sieve. I have little plastic bowls sitting around to catch the water. However, it turns out that you can, in fact, get even wetter. We went to sleep with the bedroom windows cracked, you know, to sort of blow out some of the mildew smell. Woke up to a driving rain blowing from one side of the bedroom to the other. Bedding, walls, carpet ... AND MY SONY COVER ... were drenched. By perhaps the only bit of luck on this miserable holiday, it was lying spine toward the window, so the device inside stayed dry-ish. The "ish" is because nothing in this rain is really dry.
This is the same storm that stopped the space shuttle from landing when it dumped over 2 feet of rain in Florida on Friday. So I'm sitting here awake and soggy at 4:00am, watching the lightning, feeling the RV rocking in the wind, and wishing I was home.
Oh goody. The rain just picked up again and I can barely hear myself think. Whoever said the sound of rain on a metal rooftop was relaxing was an idiot.
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