A rainy day in Kaimuki.

BR1.JPGToday leaving the house for Destination A Taste of New York (oh, I’ve been craving pastrami!!), my roommate Joy asked why I needed to put on my boots just to get lunch. I insisted I just felt like it was a day for wearing shoes & ran for socks. Little did I know that Gore-tex would have been more appropriate.

I had gotten through half of my pastrami & was munching on my 2nd dill pickle when the thunder started. It seemed to have started out of nowhere, & it was loud. A determined drizzle had started & progressed to a decent downpour, one you could definitely wash your car in. Pedestrians & the kids in the basketball court scattered; a boy ran across the street & got into the silver Mercedes parked just outside our table window.

BR2.JPGBR3.JPGAt first, we were entertained by the fact that the street was flooding. In a matter of minutes the sidewalk was out of sight, & almost half of the fire hydrant. Then the first car sloshed through. Three of us & the deli employees stood at the windows, holding our breath as vehicles virtually dove through the lake out on the road. I offered my friend Dean fifty bucks to go outside & let me photograph him swimming around but he refused.

BR5.JPGBR4.JPGRain is a big deal to me & a lot of people I know. Come on; it’s the closest thing we have to snow.

Car by car went past; it was like the Olympic Car Swimming Event, & we cheered or gasped or laughed as each contestant reached visible blacktop again. We wondered why the lady in the silver Mercedes was still sitting in her car under our window. The thunder continued & the lights went out for a few moments; it was an entirely novel Sunday afternoon.

BR6.JPGBR7.JPGThe first car’s engine killed right in front of us. The driver looked out the window but it would have been a bad move to open his door because he would have flooded the interior of a very nice 300C (My untrained eye thought it was a Magnum, but Joy corrected me). Dean called 911 & then was transferred to HPD to report the stall & ask for a tow truck. Joy made a “We called a tow truck” sign on a napkin & held it up to the window. I decided to go outside for better pictures. The only thing that would have made the afternoon better would have been if the lights went out indefinitely & we were forced to light a bunch of candles. I know; I sound like an idiot. Sometimes I wonder myself. I went outside for better pictures.

BR9.JPGBR8.JPGOutside it was raining moderately; perfect for getting that sexy “I have long hair & I’ve been standing in the rain & my mascara got a little smudged” look. Where did that cute waiter go? Oh well. Anyway, I tightrope-walked along the concrete ledge around the building, considering that if I happened to fall into the water, my camera would probably be ruined because I am not very coordinated at falling into bodies of water. I could probably manage drowning in 3 feet of water on a bad day. Ask my brother. I have ruined very expensive watches.

A big black truck drove carefully through the water; I noted his clearance & told him, “You’re fine!” He smiled at me slyly & said, “Why, thank you!” Ha ha, I’m hitting on guys & I don’t even know it.

BR91.JPGBR92.JPGBR93.JPGAnother car had stalled closer to Waialae Avenue & attempts to push it were in vain; the transmission was locked. Dean rolled up his jeans & went wading over to help, although he still refused to swim; the water level was going down anyway. Fortunately a Tacoma came by & produced tow straps. After watching these people sit stranded while other cars hydroplaned past them it was a refreshing sight.

BR95.JPGBR94.JPGBy now the water had gotten low enough for the 300C driver to get out, & Dean helped him push his car uphill to a dry spot. In the meantime my camera became cranky because the batteries were dying.

When I turned around, the road had re-emerged. It just looked like a normal rainy day. And the lady in the Mercedes had finally left. HPD & the tow truck still hadn’t showed up. Yup, everything seemed normal.

We went back into A Taste of New York where the staff treated us to a big old slice of cheesecake.

I love Sundays.

8 Comments so far

  1. Lauren (unregistered) on December 4th, 2005 @ 5:53 pm

    I am aware that I misspelled “samaritan” in one of the pictures. Bite me.


  2. Bufo (unregistered) on December 5th, 2005 @ 8:39 am

    Ahh. Good ol Kaimuki Park. That was some rain. Kaimuki has changed a bunch since I left. Is the Pill box still there?

    Yep, the Pill Box is still there, right next door to the sandwich shop. That whole shopping center is kinda falling apart, though.


  3. Kijimuna (unregistered) on December 5th, 2005 @ 10:59 am

    I was at work when this downpour happened, and lightning struck a pole in the yard next door. My friend and I kept looking at each other, and I was thinking “egad, are you the last person I’m gonna see before I die?” LOL. It was that close. That was some amazing weather! At least now it feels more like December with the tradewinds back in action.


  4. Kdjreid (unregistered) on December 5th, 2005 @ 8:57 pm

    I love the pictures. Now I have something to show people who don’t believe me. I told them that it was like a river flowing down Kamuki. I was at home trying to shut my computer in case the surge got worst. :o)


  5. J. Blaze (unregistered) on December 7th, 2005 @ 2:50 am

    Hitting on guys and you don’t even know it… too funny


  6. cara (unregistered) on December 7th, 2005 @ 8:21 pm

    i know, misspelling samaritan…i had to do a double-take on that, couldn’t believe it. i totally think that’s one of your pet-peevs, grammatical errors, etc. remember that lunch menu? you are so funny.

    how was that cheese cake by the way? (i know it was free) but would it be worth the $9? $80 for a whole one…crazy!

    grow up on kauai, you see rain like that all the time. we even had hail once. hawaiian “winter”…

    Dean had to split, so I sent him home with the cheesecake. I’m not much of a dessert person anyway. But the thought was nice. =)


  7. Kijimuna (unregistered) on December 12th, 2005 @ 2:57 pm

    BTW, have you tried the pastrami reuben at Bonacasa’s (Manoa Marketplace)? OMG, just as good as the ones I ate in NYC. The owner is from the Big Apple so he knows his deli meats :-P It’s a bit greasy – the rye is thrown on the grill – but damn, that’s a sandwich (around $5). Taste of New York is good but the sucker is huge and not worth my money when I can’t finish the thing. Oh and Bonacasa’s got good onion rings. Great. Now I wanna go do laundry so I can eat some rings.


  8. Krissy (unregistered) on December 15th, 2005 @ 10:00 am

    holy crap!!!! that’s a hell of alot of water…i think that was right after it hit us in waikiki and we passed it on to you…



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