In Which Mother Nature Has The Last Laugh
Over the course of the following year, MsCaroline learned that the weather in Seoul is fairly consistent and tends to change in a very predictable manner, almost to the calendar date. As such, things cooled down and became glorious right around mid-September and remained that way well into November, followed by a bitterly cold and snowy winter which gave way (in April, right on cue) to a glorious Spring.
Naturally MsCaroline took all this into account when making her reservations for Home Leave and very cleverly planned to
Those of you who are familiar with the concept of dramatic irony will, of course, have no trouble guessing what was awaiting her upon her return.
MsCaroline arrived in Seoul (still very pleased with her clever planning) to sun and humidity as expected, followed by - unexpectedly - torrential downpours. That's right: after a surprisingly mild July monsoon season (MrL: "It really wasn't bad at all this year") Seoul is now experiencing what I can only assume is an equally surprising August, featuring rain, rain, and (you guessed it) more rain. Oh, we've had a few dry days here and there, but for the most part, this is what we've been looking at for the past week or two:
Everyone else is walking around, shaking their head and murmuring How unusual this weather is for August - it really doesn't usually rain like this at this time of year. Very strange. According to the weather people, this is all somehow related to an unprecedented number of typhoons and tropical depressions and El Nino and God knows what else.
But MsCaroline isn't buying any of this climactic mumbo-jumbo. She knows exactly who's to blame for these crazy weather patterns, the driving rain, this unusual August monsoon.
Oh, yes. She knows.