That’s the title of KLM’s most recent spammy email to me, and the sentiment is a good one, this is the rainiest summer I’ve ever experienced.
It’s not all bad, to be sure, there have been warm days and nights, a few of which where it didn’t rain at all. And the rain’s not terrible, just ever present; blues skies are but a fading memory.
Despite all that, it’s still a the greatest pleasure biking around, the warm air, the wind, even the rain, on your face just can’t be beat.
I think I’ve reached the limits of what writing about the weather can really hold interest for, so I guess what I’m saying is, it’s a nice place to live and, as much as I’d like some sun, after all the travel I’ve done this year the only thing that sounds worth escaping to is my bike in SF.