RAIN!!

The rain beating a tattoo on the deck, that is, our roof, all night. This is different. What happened to our perpetual sunny summer?

This is our first proper rain in three months. Then we're not counting drizzle obscuring Nessie on Loch Ness, mist in Ireland, and smoke and fog all the way down Portugal's coast. But this is rain by the bucketsfull! The long announced low-pressure system has arrived. Dark grey clouds cling to Funchals hillsides in the morning.

But it's warm. Another shorts and t-shirt day as the rain steams up from the cobblestones. A good day to do errands. We still haven't been able to get the Norwegian gass bottles filled here.
And it´s nice to write and read e-mail from friends and family at the Norwegian Global Net Café!