It's Windy

The weather in Rabat has felt crazy to me the past 7-10 days. We have had torrential downpours and blustery winds that have knocked down several trees lining the roads of Rabat. I know I come from the land of rain, but this is a totally different kind of rain. First off, it's warm, probably in the high 60's to low 70's. Then, it's rarely a drizzle but rather a huge downpour then it lets up for a little while and then another downpour.

The wind has been so strong, especially at night. We hear it like we're outside because the shutter on our bedroom window which is also the sliding door that goes onto the balcony is broken. Now, I understand why we refer to wind as howling. If we could close the shutter, I'm sure it would block out a lot of the noise and wind, but our landlord decided that was one thing she would not fix (for a whole 100 dirham, about $12). So we're planning to fix it ourselves (don't worry mom and dad:) , but some things just take longer than we'd like.

The puddles on the streets look like lakes and there is a wetness in the air that is making it hard for all of us to get over our colds and coughs. Everything just feels slightly damp.

We got lucky and our apartment came with a washing machine. Most people don't have dryers and just hang their clothes out to air dry. Most of the year, that works out fine, but then these rare weeks of nonstop rain, it becomes a problem. We hung out some laundry about a week ago and it got stuck in the rainstorms and needs another wash to rid the mildewy stench. Today is the first day where it hasn't rained all day and there's just enough wind to dry our clothes. It's the little things like line drying our clothes on our balcony that I love about Morocco. Driving through some neighborhoods and seeing rows and rows of clothes blowing in the wind, it feels so foreign to my life in Seattle and it's in these moments that I feel so lucky to be having this adventure.