Today, as Seth and I slept in, it rained. The rain turned into hard, which broke open the heavens and turned into "sweet baby Jesus, this is the worst rain imaginable" rain. We are staying at my cousin's place and it just so happens that when the "sweet baby Jesus, this is the worst rain imaginable" rain happens to come to town, the entry way to the apartment building floods. Well, since Tina was at work, it was up to Seth and me to be on the lookout for flooding. Well, it flooded. We were interrupted in our plans to sleep until 1pm, and were called into action. We grabbed a bucket and started to bail water like we were on the Vasa. The worst part about the section that floods is that the electrical room is directly in harms way. Luckily a couple of the other tenants knew this and came to our rescue. An older Swedish woman bailed water like a true champion. She flew down with her bucket and dust pan and moved more water than Niagara Falls. She and Seth spoke at each other, as she knew no English and Seth could only say "thank you" in Swedish. Through pantomime they decided that she would fill the bucket with the dust pan, and he would carry it to the sink. They made pleasant conversation as Seth laughed at whatever she said. For all he knows, she was saying, "you idiot, move faster," or "can you switch jobs?" And Seth would just smile.
The rain only lasted for about fifteen minutes, but the small ocean it left took about an hour to move. It was a better rousing than an alarm clock would have given us, plus we felt a sense of accomplishment for having helped keep the water from entering the electrical room and possibly electrocuting us. Now it is 2pm and we are ready for the rest of our day. There is plenty of day left here as well, since it doesn't get dark until 11pm, then the sun comes out at 3am. It is a bit weird.
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