Umbrellas

I have so many observations to share with you.  I know you’re excited.

While I struggle to stay alive with my broken umbrella, until the end of the week when my parents shall bestow upon me another one, I have to conform my schedule to the Community Shuttle.  Even then, there is a brief walk from the stop to Irving, and on this path today, I began laughing out loud.  In my line of vision, I saw a ratio of about 3:4 broken umbrellas to normal umbrellas bouncing up and down over students’ heads.  The winds up to 90 km/hour have really gotten to everyone, it seems.  I am not alone!

This sort of analysis reminds me that if you’re new here, you better get to learning the hundreds of different names for different types of rain (definitely a ’ The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy’ reference.)

Also, have you ever noticed how HILARIOUS umbrellas are?  I mean, imagine yourself in the eyes of an alien.  All around you are humans with these strange cloths draped over wires, each their own individual cover from harmless drops of water.  It looks like some silly personal invention from the industrial revolution that emphasizes the growing importance of individuality in western culture, except not, because I don’t actually know the origins of the umbrella.  It’s probably thousands of years old and Asian.

I hope Rabi doesn’t mind that I’m using his photo from his Portraits of UBC project: