Where are my Rain Boots?

So I have a pair of rain boots that I love!  They are black and white hounds tooth (if you don't know what hounds tooth is, it's like checks but they are slanted squares instead of vertical and horizontal, google it) and they have pink lining.  I love them!!  I brought them with me from American and I take a lot of flack for my rain boots, but I don't care.  I love them.

This afternoon is was so sunny and pretty, an almost perfect day.  I decided to go out tonight, since I had not been out all day and go to d

inner with a friend.  For all that care to know, this is a non-boyfriend/non-date dinner.  I didn't take my umbrella because it had been such a nice day.  They always say take your umbrella during rainy season, but what do "they" know.  So my non-boyfriend and I went to dinner and then went and got bubble tea (google it) and then we just sat and chilled and drank the bubble tea on this non-date.  Anyway about 10 minutes go by and it starts to lighting in the distance and it began to sprinkle big rain drops.  One of our teachers and her husband own a restaurant right there by the school so we took shelter inside to wait out what is usually a 15-20 minute rain shower...the non-boyfriend hadn't brought an umbrella either. 

After an hour of pouring cats and dogs and raining comi

ng off the steps of the school so hard it looked like a water fall, it finally let up enough to walk down the hill toward the main road.  Outside the restaurant was a good 4-5 inches of water and so we were wondering what the bottom of the hill would look like.  We made it to the bottom of the hill and surprising

ly there wasn't as much water down there as there had been up on top of the hill.  Anyway, so he went home (across the street) while I hopped in a taxi to go across town to my home.  

Driving wasn't as bad as I thought it would have been and the roads weren't really flooded.  At one point the taxi came to a large intersection at the bottom of a hill that was semi-flooded with maybe a foot or so of water.  But cars and people were still crossing and the taxi got through and back up the other side of the hill where the roads were not flooded.  Then we came to another part of the city that looked like the intersection before, but as we go through this intersection I quickly realized that there isn't a hill on

 the other side.  And as we go along the water is getting deeper and my heart is pounding faster.  I tried to persuade the taxi driver to pull over and up onto one of the drives that are in front of many hotels and restaurants....but he keeps driving and I keep flipping out.  So we keep going and I begin to realize that water is getting in the door.  Not a ton, but slowly leaking.  At this point there are lots of people standing in the street, ne

xt to stalled cars, motorscooters are pulled over, or up on the porches of buildings watching.  I start to picture myself having to crawl out of the window because this guy keeps driving.  Then his engine starts to smoke and the car stalls.  They tell you not to walk through standing water of any kind because you don't know how fast it w

ill be, but considering where you are at and whats going on, you really don't have a choice.  Plus, as I look around there are people standing everywhere and they aren't getting swept away.  So the guy and I get out, how I'm not sure, I didn't think doors were supposed to open with water against them...pressure and all.  Maybe the Father was having pity on me.  Anyway we get out and I stand there for a minute and I'm thinking now what?  So I did what any American girl would do, I began to walk home....in three feet of water, up hill, both ways, with no umbrella.  Probably not the safest plan in the world, but that water wasn't going anywhere.  So I finally got to a place that must have been more up hill or something, because the water wasn't in the streets as bad there so I flagged down another taxi, soaked to the bone, from the waist down and went home.  

The moral of the story is...I was wearin

g my old navy flip flops the whole time.  I will never leave home without my rain boots again.  Now I just have to wait and see if my legs fall off...lol

Beautiful, wet wet wet, Feet

Before we got into the deep part...look at the scooter on the right. 

The bus behind us, on our way...I wanted to get on it because it was higher, but his door starting getting water in them too.