No Fear!

“My God, I think I understand why your curbs are so high now. Look out there, it’s like a flash flood.”

Gloria got up and went to the window. “Yes, when this old part of the town was built, they were smart enough to know that since this is sea level, they’d better have a way for the rains to drain. Look over there,” She pointed across the street. “That curbing must be sixteen inches high.” She stared at the rain for a moment before going back to the table. “Mori, I don’t know how to answer your question about Carnaval. It starts tomorrow night. I frankly don’t know if it’s ever rained for the event before, but I would guess that it hasn’t. Most of the plans are outdoors. Tomorrow isn’t too bad, they’re crowning a queen, and that can easily be moved into the new convention center. But, many people just go to the Malecón. That whole part of town will be sectioned off tomorrow and to get in, it will cost you twenty pesos. I think that’s what they charge. There’s going to be many bands playing, and lots of people that just want to spend all night dancing in the street and drinking beer. If it rains, I don’t know what they’re going to do. And Friday, the fireworks. How does that work in a storm, and then the parade on Saturday? This is really bad for the town. It just doesn’t make any sense to have this weather in February.”