It is not often that we get thunderstorms in San Francisco. It may be for this reason that when the loudest thundercrash I have ever heard ever woke me up at 3am, I was pretty sure that San Francisco was being bombed.
Turned out it was just thunder. But I'm telling you: it was really, really loud.
It was still pouring rain when I had to leave for work. I wore a large raincoat but I may as well have put a plastic baggie on my right hand for all the good it did me. By the time I got to work, it was as though I had gotten dressed and then stood in the shower for 20 minutes. I was drenched to the skin.
One of the nice things about my office is that I have a skylight, so on rainy days you can hear the pat pat pat of the rain. It sounds kind of like sitting in a parked car in the rain. Or laying in a tent in the rain. I guess what I'm trying to say is that it sounds like rain.
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I woke up to that too! I actually was awaken by the super bright light of the lightening - it was like a flashlight in my eyes, and then immediately the thunder. Car alarms went on outside. That sucker definitely hit the P. Hill!
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