Day 3 outstation Penang. I am wet. AGAIN. This has to stop one day. It will in 16 days. The rain came when we were on top of a watergate. We thought it was a normal light sprinkle of rain. It proved the opposite when we had to rush down the spiral stairs in the heavy rain while carrying equipment in hand. Running towards the safety of the Hilux which was our safe haven from the torrential rain which pounded us for more than 30 minutes. A gift from God, a blessing for many, but with my pants looking like some three year old who’s wet his pants while skydiving, I couldn’t have a more miserable evening weather. And yeah, it’s bloody Thursday and I am still here.
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