rain+street=river

after a bout of table tennis with the guys, head to the office, then off to apartment to sleep.

dropped of one of the officemates at a local bus station across 7-eleven, make a u-turn and went for the alternate route into the village; dropped off another two officemates at the tricycle line.

now, all through this homeward trip, the rain had begun to fall - cleared off the windshield by the rather loud wipers (have to get that looked at). and the rain got harder.

i think i noted in a previous post that the street the aparment is on floods at the merest hint of rain (okay, i'm exaggerating). but this was no mere hint of rain. it drummed quite loudly on the car's roof. make the final turn - flooded street. um.

okay, 3-point turn, tires making that sloshing sound through a few inches of water. am now positioned with driver's side close to the gate. ...get out?

looking through the windshield, at the neighbor's house; there's a little flat roof extension (for a purpose i can't divine at the moment) -- what caught my eye was how the rain reacted upon hitting this piece of corrugated metal: it flashed into spray, effectively lit up by the amber street light of the corner lamp post.

oh boy. getting out now would be an invitation to an instant drenching. backed the car up a few meters to clear the gate, and decided to stay put till the rain slackened.

...that took about 30-odd minutes of thumb-twiddling, watching the water level rise to almost the top of the curb.

rain ease, get out, into apartment. after a while, check on the water level. remember the point on the wheel to where the water rose.

earlier today, took a measuring tape to the wheel. six-odd inches. another two inches, and the car would have been on its floorboards in the water.

food for thought.