Umbrellas are showing up in trash cans all over downtown these past couple days. Having lost a couple myself, I opt for waterproof clothing. The wind can be brutal shooting down city blocks between buildings and alleys. I even lost an expensive pair of sunglasses Carmen bought me for my 43rd birthday when they launched off my face on the corner of Market and Alabama, completely crossed the street, and exploded onto the sidewalk in a number of pieces all blowing off in different directions. I never did find one of the lenses, and now I only where cheep sunglasses that fit snugly around my head just in case the wind whips up.
While I’m bummed not being able to skateboard the last few days, I may get a crack at paddle boarding down Market Street to work if this keeps up.