August 11, 2009.
“I hate California,” Alan would mutter to himself four times today.
Today was not going to be a good day. It wasn’t often that Rajive and Alan made it to California, and when they did, the least they hoped for was good weather. That was not to be; a storm advisory was in effect. For Californians, it meant there was an unanticipated severe thunderstorm and that they should probably not venture outside. For those from any other part of the country who may be visiting California at the time, it meant there was an ever-present, and occasionally annoying, drizzle on a dreary day.
It was not just the weather that put Rajive and Alan in foul moods. It was two women who looked similar enough to be twins, with short muddy ...