Little bit on mornings and evenings

Mornings start with muezzin’s prayers right after my alarm clock goes off: there is a mosque few hundred meters down the road and those guys have some powerful speakers! Apart from that it is relatively quiet, traffic starts around eight and goes mad instantly! Sounds of hooters are to be heard throught the whole day! I think the concept of driving here is pretty much similar to concept of cycling in Munich: I need to let everyone know I am coming, because some of them are clearly using this road by mistake. Or, if not, than I will hoot at them anyway, just to be on the safe (sic!) side…

Evenings, so far, are usually marked with monsoon rain at some point. Recetly: around nine one can be almost sure to see the wall of rain. It is nearly a solid wall, only wind manages to have an influence on ist’s solidity: when it blows hard enough rain comes in waves. Sometimes it rains during the day as well. Those clouds are usually easily spotted – they are where one can see only a gray wall, nothing else – no horizon, no buildings, no anything – just plain gray. Amazing view.

So much for the weather and times of the day…