You’d think I’d have something better to talk about then the weather. Well I do, I always do but that will have to wait.
So in the early hours of Wednesday morning, 3:05am to be exact, I was woken up by the sound of terrible howling winds and thunder. I must be dreaming, I thought to myself. Thunder? In the middle of winter? No freakin way. And being prone to my regal dramatic episodes (regal because I can be a drama queen of note sometimes) I thought that this must be it... End of the World. Day of Judgement. Armageddon.
Sure, thunderstorms are a normal and almost daily occurrence here in Johannesburg during the summer months. Note I said summer. But in all my life, I’ve never ever ever EVER EVER witnessed a thunderstorm in the middle of winter. Add to that, it wasn’t any old thunderstorm. It didn't just rain, but it poured and came down in buckets. And when the sky got tired of pissing rain for hours, it pelted us with hail stones and I got a good beating running from my flat to the car, soaking all the layers of my clothing.
For a brief moment, I associated the hail assault with stones and punishment. I wondered what have I done in the past few days that I shouldn’t have... maybe I shouldn’t have eaten Jo’s jellybeans on Monday without telling her (but wait, I did tell her eventually so that doesn’t count); maybe I should stop pretending to be hard at work whenever someone approaches my desk... ok I thought, I’ll give it a shot.
But alas, it wasn’t something I did to provoke the sky falling in torrents. It’s just El Niño or Global Warming or something of that sort. The repercussions of which was disastrous because it caused severe flooding on numerous roads including the M1 Highway which had to be closed off in various parts – leading to hundreds of vehicles and passengers being stuck on the highway for hours with nowhere to go.
Add to that, there were a number of accidents that wreaked havoc with traffic yesterday, the most catastrophic being a massive truck carrying a fleet of new cars that caught on fire... with some of those cars falling off the truck, it was like a movie. I actually wish I was there to see it for myself, although those that were there weren’t so happy to be in a 4 hour traffic jam. I don’t even want to know about those poor sods that needed to pee. And in a world where every cause has an effect, every other road leading into and out of the city was an utter nightmare because like one tweeter said: Joburg drivers: Instant Idiot, just add water.
The good news was that by the time I got into work, my soaked layers were dry.
The other good news is that today is a beautiful day, although not many people will agree with me. It’s one of those overcast-with-scant-rain days and there might even be snow. Here are a couple of pics of the city taken from the Highway on my way to work this morning:
Now, if only I could go home and snuggle in my bed.