But you're acting all upset, like you're the only one who's wet...
It rains a lot here. My previous trip, temperatures were over 100 degrees, dry and hot, and I did a lot of swimming/lounging at the pool. That explains the tan lines I was desperately trying to get eradicate before Kelly and Jeremy's wedding. But right now, it's the rainy season. Ever heard of monsoons? We're actually a little too far inland to get the full force of the monsoons, I think, but we do get a lot of rain right now. Which has really put a damper on my swimming. I guess I'm going to actually have to start going to the gym to get my exercise instead.

I guess the good thing about the rain is that it keeps the temperatures down. Oh, and it helps alleviate the horrific water shortage. One of the less pleasant aspects is the wet roads. If you've never been on the roads in India, this may not mean much to you. The people here drive like they are possessed by demons. Traffic rules? Who needs 'em! A two lane road may have five or six actual lanes of cars, autorickshaws, mopeds, and bikes, all zigzagging around each other, frequently crossing into oncoming traffic. Not to mention the random pedestrians all over the road. It's harrowing on a good day, but you get used to it. I'm not so fond of it when it's raining, though. I'm always expecting the car to go hydroplaning into other vehicles.

Know what happens when you get in a wreck here? An angry mob will descend upon the driver, sometimes beating him to death (especially if he has maimed or killed someone). We've been told to abandon ship and leg it if our driver gets into a crash. We don't want to get beaten/stoned too.

And I thought Victor had road rage.