It’s rainy season here in Taiwan and as you may have guessed that means a rather large amount of water to cope with. Being British, you’d think that maybe I’d have learned to deal with the vast amounts of water that pour themselves over the British landscape throughout a much too large percentage of the year, but British rain and Taiwan rain are merely distant cousins, baring little to no resemblance of each other.
Tropical rain is like nothing you’ve experience before. You know that bit in Forrest Gump where he’s in Vietnam and he’s talking about the weather ‘Little bitty stingin’ rain and big ol’ fat rain, rain that flew in sideways, and sometimes rain even seemed to come straight up from underneath.’, well that’s exactly what it is like. The man was right. When the heavens decide to open here in Taiwan, the mountains slide, the roads resemble rivers and fat chance of you arriving anywhere even slightly dry even if you’re using a full length raincoat, with a raincoat underneath and an umbrella – it just isn’t going to happen for you.