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A post about rain. I don’t want to do a post about rain.
Recently Darren Barefoot’s blog had an anniversary [db], he listed off a bunch of blogs and their ‘first posts’ to the world. Looking back, mine is about rain and silly ideas , although I’m not sure that was my first post – I think that actually got lost somewhere in the Blogger shuffle hm.
I’ve noticed that leaves in Vancouver are not dealt with. When I lived in Boston every leaf, at various intervals throughout the day was picked up, blown, or raked off of sidewalks and gutters. Bagged and tossed on the curb so that no one would slip, no one would sue and no drains would clog.
In Vancouver we’ve got a pretty efficient drainage system in the city, since well we’re used to a lot of rain. But with leafs slogging up the streets and heavy downpours in short time frames, who knows how we’ll hold up. There’s also the growing risk of mudslides on the North Shore and if you’re headed into Surrey off the Patullo you just KNOW Scott Road will be flooded down by British Motors.
On my way to work this morning I was observing umbrellas again. I noted previously  that there are a lot of golf umbrellas out on the town (what’s next, patio-sized?), it’s strange to see umbrella’s held tightly over someone’s head while they’re walking under cover. I don’t just mean leaky scaffolding, I mean under the side of a building that lasts for a block. What do you do in those cases? Put your umbrella to the side? Take it down? Or just continue walking under the shelter with your umbrella protecting your head as you go?
One quick note about driving in the rain. I told John to expect a power outage this weekend, if not for the wind but for the numerous people who drive like maniacs right into power poles and take out the electricity for dozens of city blocks. Twice this weekend cars did not stop while we were crossing an intersection with the walk signal. Once, someone was turning right (they had a red light) and just cruised through to the corner. They didn’t notice me and I ended up on the hood of the car, not too much fun – but luckily he was going slow enough. The second time John and I were walking across the street while a car was making a left turn, he didn’t stop, he just slowed down (about 2 feet away from us). I know pedestrians in this city are crazy, I know I’ll jaywalk sometimes. But when everyone has a specific WALK signal or RED light AND it’s RAINY and DARK? Come on people – pay a little more attention.
On Friday (on a whim, because I’m just geeky like that) I was looking up average annual precipitation for various Canadian cities. Vancouver has by far the most (about 1,110mm/year) with Henderson Lake in BC being the rainiest place in Canada, almost 7,000mm/year. Yeowsa! After us, there’s Quebec city and a couple more places on the East Coast.
Locals know we’re into the rainy season now, it’ll be like this until May (on and off). Remember those 28 straight days of rain last year? Fun. Although I think John prefers this weather to the feet upon feet of snow he would be getting mid-winter in his hometown. And like he always says, in his lovely optimistic way, it may rain all night and morning but in the afternoon you can always look forward to a break in the clouds.
Rain makes me write long rambling blog posts…
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my street was flooded yesterday from the leaves until a good samaritan used his boot to empty 3 separate drains. i was about ready to borrow your canoe.
another person mowed into me just now on my way to work. they were turning right, coasting through the stop line while i was walking (with the walk signal) across the road. fun times.
One of the worst things about a heavy rainfall is everyone drives everywhere. It’s most notable when picking Alexis up from school on a rainy day. Suddenly the number of cars scrambling to collect little ones doubles and it takes ages to get out of the parking lot. The worst part is people seem to be in a bigger hurry, so rather than taking their time and everyone leaving in an orderly fashion (which usually is the case)people just randomly pull in and out of spots, cut people off and honk for no apparent reason.
I was in Portland this weekend and asked my friends there why there were so many floodings on their streets. I had suspected that their drains were inefficient. They told me that, actually, the winds were so strong they blew the leaves off the trees in record time, clogging sewers at a faster rate, so that the water couldn’t go any where. So it wasn’t the drains’ fault.
PS After seeing the rain on Oregon’s coast, I am just happy with our meagre downfall. Be happy, Vancouverites!
Apparently at some points they were recording 20-25mm an hour. One guy in the paper said ‘that’s like being underwater’
I’m not surprised: we saw a few houses that were already flooded by the early part of the storm. Can’t imagine what it will be like when it all lets up.