下一场雨－ A Rainfall

Just got back from lunch in a torrential downpour. It’s coming down out there like it never does in the Bay Area. So I’m standing soaked in the middle of my room eating a piece of watermelon and listening to the nearby thunder. Watermelon is my favorite fruit; I see nothing but red juicy flesh and black seeds.

From the cafeteria to my dormitory is only about a 2 minute walk, but I still don’t own an umbrella. I walk bravely through the rain in my shorts and flip-flops, puddle-jumping, singing an old song and splashing my way across the square. People tend to stare, cowering under overhangs or throwing strange glances out from under their protective shells. It makes one think that Beijing people are afraid of getting wet. Oblivious, Californians act a bit nuts in the rain. My friend reports getting caught in the rain while running, continuing with a huge smile on her face, and receiving open laughter from passersby on the street. Not jeering, just bewildered.

We can’t help being a spectacle sometimes. My friends went to the US- Nigeria soccer game last night (I stayed home), took their shirts off to spell out 美国加油！（go USA!). My roommate took a video…. probably 30+ people began taking photos. When it hits youtube, I’ll let you know.

Try to post some picture and write on touristy-type activities later today.