When I worked for the CFIA, we had a veterinarian that moved to Newfoundland and Labrador from Western Canada. My first impression of her was that she had the spirit of an adventurer; she arrived with an open mind and appeared to embrace the East Coast experience. She had lived in British Columbia so she and rain had already met, on more than one occasion. When I asked her how she was finding NL, the quote above was her reply. I laughed.
It might be in the spring of the year when the rest of Canada is warming up and is talking about spring blossoms. April, May, June...and still, all you can see out the window is fog. And it is 5 degrees.
Or it might be in the summer when the rest of Canada has warmed up and is talking about summer sunshine. July, August, September...and still, all you can see out the window is fog. And it is 10 degrees.
But more than likely it will be in the winter. When it is raining. Freezing rain. And the rain is going sideways, compliments of a wind that is gusting at 110 km/h, smacking you in your face no matter which direction you turn. An assault on the epidermis, dermis and everything contained therein!
I have a couple of umbrellas. I am not sure why. I have never used them. They would turn inside out as soon as they were opened!
When I was in Japan I was mesmerized by the sea of umbrellas I saw one rainy day, looking down from my hotel window in Osaka. On any given day, the ebb and flow of people in such a populated city can be quite hypnotic; a sea of heads elegantly negotiating their way to and from this place and that. But when you add a layer of umbrellas, the street underneath disappears and the mass of people move as if they were one living organism.
If we had to attempt a replication here in St. John's it would be erratic at best, like a colony of ants having a seizure. The compulsion to turn your head and screw up your face would be irresistible. No worries about getting hypnotized!
Yup. We have some shocking-impressive weather here on the East Coast.
But, finally, when the wind calms and the sun shines...sigh. Like an Arctic spring bloom, so rare it takes your breath away.
And all sins are again forgiven.