There's nothing like a good thunderstorm in July. Fireworks on the 4th don't compare to the lightening show in the clouds. The thunder rolls and resonates, competing well with any bass booster on the planet. Then the air begins to cool. And you know that in only minutes, there will be rain, possibly a downpour.
Couple this phenomenom with a night at the Muny and you have the makings of a fun walk back to the car. The rain was coming down in sheets, running down my face, and getting in my eyes. It tasted sweet and cool. But the most fun was the puddles. They formed quickly. Those small oasis of fun that gather in the concrete just waiting to be jumped in. So yes, after a wonderful performance that was cut oh so short, we had a grand time enjoying the show after the show.
