Perhaps the folks at the World Metrological Organization were playing a joke on us. At least, someone in that august body has seen or read Hamlet and has a sense of humor or irony the Bard might appreciate.
I mean, why else would they name a hurricane Ophelia—after a character who drowned?
This morning it really looked like someone could be submerged simply by opening a door or window. I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say that the rainfall resembled a cataract.
If that metaphor works for you, the Crescent Street bike lane could have been its Niagara River or River Niger. The water finally receded, but earlier today it looked more like a stream than a path.
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