Weather or Not We'll Stay

Bill writes: Apparently, we've returned to the wrong country. I could have sworn we had bought two tickets for San Francisco, but somehow they've dumped us into a newly cleared rainforest in South America. That would explain the combination of spanish-named streets like the El Camino, coupled with 34 inches of rain per day.

Here is a picture from our last day in England--you know, the place where it's supposed to rain a lot.



Let me direct your attention first to the cloudless blue sky, and then to the gentleman on the right wearing shorts due to the warm, sunny day.

Here is a picture from our front doorstep today (the furthest it was safe to travel without a personal floatation device).



You can just make out the houseboat beyond the bend in the river that used to be our street. There are no people. That's because they're either hidden behind sandbags or they've already sailed away.

Can someone explain how it is we're gone for a year and a new ice age has begun?

All I know is that someone better pony up with the right California weather damn fast or we're headed back to sunny old England.