As I type this, battling the shivers, it’s 59 degrees and overcast…as it’s been for, well, the past few weeks. The high should be about 65 today. It’s the “rainy season” here in Mexico City, meaning it’s cold, dark and damp.
All the time.
I actually don’t mind it too much, but it’s wacky. 59 degrees? In July? in Mexico?
The rain brings out the good — giant snails in the park (why do I find snails so cute?), cleaner air and a reminder that I should appreciate the constant sunshine the rest of the year.
And then there’s the bad — more puddles, mud and insects. And shivering to stay warm.