For the third year in a row, it’s raining an awful lot in Rome. It rains a lot in May – unheard of. And then again in November. And in the Summer of course we get the violent storms – but that’s normal.
The point is, it is never a question of showers. In the Summer it pours down in subtropical quantities. In May it’s a curtain of water. In November it is thick and heavy, same as London. In this season the Tiber becomes the shade of caffelatte. Tall latte, to be precise. With debris please.
The dignity of the town sinks under rivers and lakes of rain. Rome was not built for the rain. Its drainage system is simply not there.
Since a couple of seasons Wellington rubber boots wink from the window displays. It’s a veeeery bad sign, when you see luxury logos, well-known patterns, intertwined monograms and – the cherry on the cake – Hello Kitty on rubber boots. It means that the rain is here to stay.
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