If you don't like the weather, just wait 5 minutes..

Even this guy's contribution to global warming wasn't able to fend off the darkness that covered the land and drench us innocent townsfolk. 30 minutes into the show, after introduction of all the townspeople, and the mentioning of how "darkness and evil" had come to the land by virtue of the dark night being there, the impending doom of a stormy weather forecast for the region unleashed a storm of massive proportions right above the arena. The producers couldn't have planned it any better, how this massive gulley-washer drenched us all in a matter of minutes. The rain from Franz's poncho ran down my legs, and he and I lasted about 40 seconds of it, laughing like fools at the fact that all of us were sitting under a firehose while the performers tried to carry on through it all. Lightning, hail, wind... it would have been terrifying at home, but in this crowd, it seemed a matter of pride for many of them to be glued to their seats, seeming to say.. "We're holding out for it, you'd better deliver a show!| Our small party got wrenched apart in the hustle to find some cover, but we reassembled after the storm had past, and eventually all made it back intact to the train station for the long, cold, wet trek back to civilization. Casualites included the cell phone and camera of one in our party, some soaked cigarettes, and Stefan's pride, as he was soaked to the bone and wound up in a train station bathroom, wringing out his clothes so he looked dry enough for a taxi ride home. We're going to try to bring the rain to Austin on our return this week.