Wednesday, 11 July 2007

Storm

Bucharest is being devastated by a not-ever-seen-before-here storm. It's been lasting for over 40 minutes. Furious wind turned into dust (of which there's plenty)and waste tornado making it hard to see one's feet while walking. I have never seen such a swirl of dust and garbage and such violent sweeping. It's dark like hell and even huge, new buildings don't seem safe. Open windows to houses of people that work or stay out until late at night are dangerous and keep bumping violently into walls. It's a creepy sound of harsh wind blowing through every little breach. Sirens are blowing everywhere. Thunders come repeteadly and loud. Trees have fallen over cars, even trains, all of these derailed, streets are full with water that still falls violently. Bucharest has the most terrible sewage system so now it looks like a most unfortunate Venice. A bombed, end-of-world underwater city. And I was just about to write about the extreme heat we experienced today. And about the horrible smell that dwells upon this city. Coming back from a short but very meaningful trip to Paris and London, I could not overlook the way this dirty European capital stinks. Pavements are staineed and sticky from God-knows what. Liquid garbage, plants and fruits fallen and forgotten on the sidewalks entered in decay, people - poor and uncivilized...all is being ruthlessly boiled by the steamy heat giving off the most unbearable scent. That of a rotten city ...with ugly dirty people forgetting to wash, and forgotten waste gladly taking their best revenge - rotting, fermenting at the unbearable 40something degrees, expanding through gas, poisoning the air, making people notice.

All this city seems to dangerously indulge in dumb oblivion, walking robotically through the maddening heat, giving off their worst scents. This is terribly unbearable, especially after seeing and being surrounded by all those beautiful people, coquette orcool , having red wine at lunch and goodloughs and times after work, drinking loudly in their office suits (well, actually there's a longer story here...)but most of all, talking to each other, connecting, socializing, enjoying life and respecting themselves. The clean streets, the crowded but yet not smelly underground, the well groomed buildings, the so well mentained beauty.

Tonight, news say a man died from a fallen tree&fallen wall. The storm has made victims, apart from that train that derailed and the so many cars that were destroied.

The water is still falling violently on the ground, so persistently, so loud, so furious, as if to sweep away all the dirt of this city. And if it works, there could also be less people. after the rain.

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