Reasons to love Sydney: Thunderstorms

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Did you know that in Finland there are 40 different words for snow. There's words to describe slushy snow, snow downpours, sleety snow, light fluffy snow... To be honest I kind of love it. It has a kind of romantic quality to it. In the UK, the same seems to stand for rain. I didn't understand how many types of water falling to the ground there could be until I embarked on the adventure of marrying a foreigner (apparently I'm the foreigner here... go figure). On the first mention of wet air, I was both amused and depressed. On moving here, I realised the necessity of so many descriptions of rain. My personal favourite is the aforementioned wet air, that seems to not be visible to the naked eye when glancing out the window but sneaks through every slightly loose weave in your clothes and permeates your very essence with WETNESS. Pleasant.

In Australia there seems to be two types of rain: rain and THUNDERSTORM. Rain is rain, but thunderstorms? They are the epitome of awesome. First, there's the dramatic entrance of a thunderstorm. What usually starts as a rather lovely, sunny day is marred by a big, rolling black mass of cloud, occasionally showing off like a 4 year old toddler with barely concealed flashes of lightning. It darkens the sky and bodes doom. DOOOOOM. 

Yes, thunderstorms are drama queens.

Next comes the electricity in the air. The kind that makes you think that every hair on your body is standing on end, when in fact, it's doing no such thing. But hey, it feels exciting. Then comes the smell... The smell of a thunderstorm is what I miss the most. You can keep your poxy roses. I pah at your fields of flowers. The smell of a freshly mown lawn? PAH I SAY! The smell of heavy rain on hot ground is one of the best smells in the world. Period. It fills your nostrils with awesomeness. Yes, awesomeness. It's that good.

Then the sky falls down on you in the form of sheets of heavy, heavy droplets of water.

In short, thunderstorms are awesome. I know I've used awesome a lot in this post, but there are no other words to describe it.

Awesome, awesome, awesome.

Awesome.

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52 posts

Let's start with the cliched new year's resolution posts...

Last year I seemed to massively drop off social media and blogging. This is mostly due to the fact that I was kicking arse in my job (or just spending a lot of time there), making Twespians bigger with Laura, running a few more ghost crawls and going on a couple of holidays. Oh, and getting married. That took a little bit of time...

I've been quite happy with the stuff I've done in the past year, including two speaking gigs, running a bunch of pub quizes and pub crawls around the country, attending a bucketload of events and dipping my foot back into the design and build work. 2011 was the year of pretty darn good. 2012 is going to be the year of awesome.

To begin with, I've already got some speaking gigs set up, a new year of Twespians and now for the content business... This year I'm going to post 52 posts over the year. Hopefully I'll post more, but at the moment I'm focussing on at least one per week. This marks the first one for last week. I blame Australian time zones for the delay in posting. The next one will be posted in the next two days.

Ok 2012...

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