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Dave in Oxford
I love it when it rains. I love being
indoors and hearing the rain outside and watching it through the window. I
even enjoy walking in the rain, but there was one time when I very nearly
got swept away by the rain. It was what is called a flash flood. It had
been raining hard all day and I was on my way home from work on my bike.
There’s a river near my house and it had been in danger of flooding for a
number of days. Sandbags had been put in place to build up a protective barrier
and prevent it from breaking its banks, however, it wasn’t enough. The
water level reached a point where it simply overflowed and in a matter of
seconds the country lane I was cycling along became a small river of
fast-running water. I was dragged off my bike by the water and pulled about
10 metres down the road. I managed to grab onto the branch of a tree and
get myself out of the water. My bike was not so lucky and it disappeared
from sight.
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Jada in St
Lucia
I don’t like the wind: it reminds me of when I was in a hurricane on
holiday one year. I was only young and on holiday with my parents and it
was the middle of summer. We'd been on the beach all day in glorious
sunshine when suddenly the sky began to get very dark. Lots of people
started leaving the beach and told us we should do the same No one seemed
to be panicking but there was definitely a sense of urgency. When we got
back to the hotel they told us it would be better to stay downstairs in the
lounge room and that if we had to go to our rooms we should not go anywhere
near the balcony and keep all the doors and windows shut. So we stayed in
the hotel restaurant and listened to the wind and the rain outside. We couldn’t
see anything because all the shutters were closed. The most frightening thing
was looking outside in the morning after the storm had passed. The hotel
garden was devastated; two small trees had been knocked down and many
others had branches broken off. It was terrible.
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Lauren in Sydney
The
strangest thing I’ve ever seen is a dust storm. I woke up and looked
outside and everything was red. It was really weird; there was an eerie
orange fog, just like something out of a science fiction film about an
alien invasion or something. I was quite scared being on my own and turned
the TV on to find out what was going on and that’s when I found it was a dust
storm and not the end of the world. I felt calmer after that. Apparently it
was caused by a combination of very dry weather and strong winds. They were
recommending people stay inside as there had been reports of people
suffering breathing problems but I had to go to work so I just wrapped a scarf
around my face and went out in it. It didn’t last long and started to clear
by the middle of the afternoon but it caused a lot of disruption; they had
to cancel lots of flights and ferries.
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Daniel in
Tunisia
The weather I really like is when it’s warm and sunny; a perfect
summers’ day. Sitting in the garden in the sunshine makes me very happy.
However, the sun in the Sahara Desert is a whole different matter. I was on
holiday with friends in Tunisia and as part of our tour we were taken on a
camel ride through the desert. I don’t think it was a terribly well
organised tour as we ended up in the desert at about 4 o’clock in the
afternoon, almost the hottest time of the day. We were given plenty of protective
clothing and we were only in the desert for about 40 minutes but even then
you get quite a good sense of just how hot and barren it can be in the desert.
The dunes look endless and there is absolutely nothing in sight except sand
and sky and the heat is very intense and there is no escape from it.
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Ryan in New York
I love the
winter, blue skies and really cold temperatures and snow. I love going for
walks in the cold weather but one year on holiday in New York I had quite a
frightening experience in the snow. My girlfriend and I were on holiday and
when it started snowing we thought it was wonderful. We were quite a long
way from our hotel and being young and naive we thought it would be fun to walk
in the snow. We weren’t very well-dressed for the weather and had
completely under-estimated how much it was going to snow. Within about ten
minutes we could no longer see where we were going and it was impossible to
tell where the road was. It was dangerous. It was a proper blizzard and
very disorientating. All we could see was white. We got back to the hotel
eventually but if I found myself in a situation like that again I think I would
be much more sensible: I’d stay in the warm until the snow had passed.
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