Vacation Rain

Sister Hazel produced a song I like called “Vacation Rain” from their album, Release.  You can view the lyrics to the song at: http://www.metrolyrics.com/vacation-rain-lyrics-sister-hazel.html. Shannan and I take lots of little trips and this song has helped me not to let a silly thing like rain interrupt the joy of vacation. It first took full effect when we attended the Pumpkin Fair in Circleville, Ohio, last October. I walked out of a downtown bakery with two massive pieces of pumpkin pie to find rain beginning to pour. I guarded the baked goods, stepped out into the crowded street and began to sing the song with vigor.

In Istanbul one of my morning runs was completely engulfed in showers. I ran happily in the vacation rain. I remember every bit of the run--the stray cats scampering in the alleyways, slipping on the brick pavers of a neighborhood park, the fishermen who warmed hands and Turkish tea over an open fire, bottled blonde smokers on a park bench, and how it all looked juxtaposed with the remains of city walls from the Ottoman Empire. As the song says so well, “I remember the nights. I remember the days. I remember the vacation rain.”

Let it rain. Let us run.

 Tom