Ashok Fords the River, Oxen Die En Masse

Entering the final stage of HBA classes next week. Tonight we have a
talent show performance, and I'll be playing guitar to accompany a
Chinese song. We had a dress rehearsal this morning, and it was
raining very hard. The rain in China is unusual; it seems to rain
with about the same frequency as in Southeast Philadelphia, but
virtually all rain comes in the form of thunderstorms, not often light
drizzles or the like. Though clouds are often seen over Beijing,
during these cloudy periods, the rain comes when a cluster of raining
clouds passes overhead, showers very hard for a few hours, and then
leaves. Thus, rain comes in short, intense bursts. The net effect of
this was that during the time I had to carry my stuff over to the
auditorium, the roads were literally flooded with several inches of
water. Getting through a few portions was like wading through a
shallow pool. Luckily, caulking the wagon proved to be unnecessary.