I don't think I'll ever see weather like I did the other night.
All day the mountains had been rumbling away. Every night in the monastery the trees sparkle like Christmas trees with all the fireflies, and massive bats fly about at screech at each other. Tonight though the sky was flashing like a strobe light. No rain and no thunder, just really bright flashes every 30 secnds or so. All this was happening, and we were hanging around outside, when a sort of far off rumble suddenly started. The monks, like dogs before an earthquake, went mental and all scattered and ran inside. About a minute later, and in the space of about a second this gale force wind got up. There was still no rain, just a huge wind. Me and the Nepalese groundkeeper were watching from the balcony, when a whole half of the tree across from us was ripped off and fell to the ground. The was the sound of windows smashing all over the place. The Nepalese fellow was now howling like a dog and making animal noises. And then in another surge the wind suddenly got up even more. About 5 minutes later the rain started, as suddenly as the wind had. And it came down in torrents.
Next morning was carnage.
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