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it has been a while since i last posted about the hurricane.

after my last post i went outside with the dog to run. a storm front was visible to the south east. normally weather patterns move from the west to the east but this weather pattern was moving very quickly from the east to the west. it looked to be a ways off so we mounted the motorcycle (the dog sits between my legs with his paws on the handlebars) and were off to our normal patch of road to go running.

by the time we reached the road, a black cloud approached from the east. it was moving at an incredible rate of speed and the wind was ferocious. the road is lined with giant stands of grass, about 8 feet high, and they were all plastered down to the ground under the force of the wind.

it began to rain as we ran. it rained and howled and the dog was miserable and confused. the wind would pelt us in one direction and would blow at our backs as we ran in the other. it was incredible. the sky darkened and i was running with my dog in a tropical storm or whatever you would like to call it.

we didn’t run for as long as we normally run and we quickly returned to the motorcycle and drove home in the rain. the dog was shaking because he was cold and i was just trying to drive straight.

the storm has since passed and we were just exposed to the northern most edge. i’ve heard that provinces to the south of us suffered from some damage. i should be glad to be living in an giang. one of my colleagues at work noted that, ‘an giang is the perfect place to live. storms always end up hurting everyone else, not us.’