As soon as I wrote Al Gore in last post, the sky bursted and hail came pourring down. At first, it was a usual storm, I mean this is Mexico City, it rains. But then, hail became bigger, and bigger, and bigger, until I was deafened by it hitting my ceiling.
Please don't let there be a frog in this...
I ran to get the pets indoors, and was struck dumb by what I saw. Before Mexico City was rebuilt by civilized conquistadores, this was the Great Tenochtitlan, built over a LAKE. I was beggining to picture canals instead of streets. On one corner, a foot high stack of hail; on the other, a cluged up sewer drain.
In this corner, the heavyweight champion...
Not Good. My bathroom, being indoors, has air ventilation on the roof; well it too got hailed. My garden, or more suiting what reamined of what once was a garden, was drowned it freezing water, covered by hail.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...
The only other time this much hail has blasted the surface with it's fury was 1998, Al Gore's favorite quote year. I mean, around 2 inches of hail in less than 30 minutes?! South of the Cancer Tropic?! This is Mexico City, not freaky Texas or tranquil Alaska. This just doesn't happen.
I can hear sirens going around, police and emergency services inspecting the streets, probably old ladies on the phone in panic, or fallen trees... Here in Mexico City, all houses are concrete made, so there really isn't much to worry about concerning structural damage. It is still nonetheless quite a sight.
You know the steam you see coming out of someone's mouth when it's really cold? I just saw that from a TREE, the temperature dropped considerably alot, considerably quick.
When you remember that hail only forms after some really hot days (Google it if you doubt me), I HATE GLOBAL WARMING!! If I could get a hydrogen-powered car, I would.
