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So we knew a big typhoon was coming and we were bracing for it. But during the day, Barak monitored the typhoon's progress and declared it was losing steam. By dinner he proudly pointed out the window that the sky was clearing and that the typhoon was gone.
But by the end of dinner, we noticed a blanket of rain outside. We must have experienced the eye of the storm that provided only temporary relief, we thought. We crammed into a taxi for what would have been our 10 minute walk home, and I'm thankful we did so. It was like driving through a car wash. Ben and I peered out the window not wanting to leave the taxi. The driver asked us, "will you be OK?" as we jumped out into the torrential showers. When we finally got to our hotel lobby - soaked - Barak insisted on pointing out that there was no wind, and since it was only rain, it's not a typhoon. Um, needless to say, I wasn't convinced. It sure felt like typhoon rain to me!
However, I must confess that as we ran from the taxi to the hotel, we noted a small waterfall in a side street. Know what we did? We all stopped, got our cell phones out and took pictures. That is why we were soaked!
*Update: Michael gives another persepective, especially his Update #2!



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