Every time it happens. And every time I fail to see what is happening to me until it gets too late.
Every rainy season, without fail. The rain comes, the sun goes into hibernation. My summer sun-kissed-ness (new word) fades.
Every. Thing. Is. Damp.
And somehow I let myself become the weather personified.
I am the cloud. I am the rain. I am the doom and gloom and I forget why I ever came to Thailand. A brief internet search has me self diagnosing myself with Seasonal Affectiveness Disorder. Which I probably don’t have considering I have survived many a grey Autumn/Winter back home in the UK.
My facebook news feed fills up with friends enjoying ice cool ciders on a Cornish beach. With festivals and BBQs and all that is wonderful and right about a British summer. Deck chairs. Pimms. Sipping Pimms in a deckchair. I even find myself thinking about the bloody seagulls. Yes, I miss those flying vermin that snatch tasty treats right out of your hand.
I can’t believe I would ever find myself hankering after a BRITISH summer. They aren’t exactly renowned for being that great.
The blog all but dies, and Facebook has a wonderful time reminding me of posts I had made when I first came here and rainy season was just a bit of exciting weather and everything was new and exciting and inspiring. Now I have nothing new or exciting or inspiring to post about. I am sorry dear readers, but I am beyond the point of writing just for the sake of it. And I am sure that you are glad of that.
But times are a’changing my dear.
Today is November 1st – the first official day of high season here in Phuket. And, same as every year, it’s like someone has flicked the sunshine switch back to ‘ON’ and it is glorious and beautiful and all things that make the weather in Thailand wonderful.
Today I am feeling thankful. Thankful that the sun has finally made an appearance that will hopefully continue for the coming months. Thankful that I can once again wear my summer dresses and my flip flops and have beach trips on the weekends and BBQs in the evenings. We may not be able to have a glass of Pimms but I can make a bloody good attempt at making some sort of Sangsom based summer cocktail.
I realise that as you read this in your Autumnal homeland with Winter drawing in and the prospect of not only rain, but sleet and snow and de-icing car windscreens and frozen pipes and… here I am complaining about a few months of rain. But it’s all relative baby – and I should count my lucky stars that it is hot once again and that I have survived another rainy season.
#firstworldproblems? I got me #Thailandproblems. And I would rather make it through a thousand more rainy seasons than ever have to de-ice my car or wear thermal underpants ever again.
Time to once again start loving my Thailand life. Expect more blog posts soon. I am out of hibernation once again.