Well... I guess out of the two seasons we have here, my favorite would be typhoon season. That way the typhoon would come and we'd all get to skip school and go surfing. And when typhoon season rolls around my mom stocks up on junk food and we get to eat it all and watch it pour outside.
For those of you who aren't in the know, Saipan's typhoon season runs from July to January - most of the nasty stuff happens in September and October though. We're so relaxed about typhoons because 1, there's no way a tsunami would hit us because of the Marianas Trench, and 2, all of the buildings here are required to be made of concrete, so when it hits, we can barely feel it.
| Super Typhoon Nabi hit in 2005 |
It's kind of romantic, actually. Being holed up in your house with candles burning and the rain hammering outside. It's something that could definitely be used for some sort of novel or something; maybe I'll sell my typhoon stories with bored, suburbanite writers with lackluster lives, searching (and paying) for inspiration.
I wish we had all four seasons here, but I guess that would defeat the purpose of calling this place a "tropical island paradise". In Georgia there will be some more variation, I think, but it still won't snow. I'm thinking of going to my aunt's place in Oklahoma sometime this winter to make snow angels and such, but I'd definitely have to save up to go skiing anywhere. Maybe I can get some people together and take a few trips, but who knows what will happen.
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