a women from california takes a 2 week vacation alone in Portland.
she's planning on taking some pictures of the rose gardens, Maybe a shot of Mt. Hood from the top of Mt Tabor, maybe take a riverboat up to the falls. just spend the 2 weeks by herself and take in all the beauty that is Portland.
so on her frist day in town she gets up ready to face the day, pulls back the curtains and it's raining. kinda bummed with the slow start to her vacation, she decides to do some reading, watch a bit of tv and wait for the weather to clear up.
the next day she awakens early with renewed enthusiasm, pulls back the curtains and it's raining. kinda bummed, she decides to do some reading, watch a bit of tv and wait for the weather to clear up.
third day, same thing. this goes on and on through every day of her whole vacation. finally on the last day she packs to leave, she can't wait to get out of this town. the damn endless rain has consumed her whole vacation, other than some reading it was a complete waste.
as she stands and waits at the curb for her cab a bus comes by and splashes a puddle all over her. she's furious, she HATES this town. she turns to a kid standing next to her on the sidewalk and screaches at him "does it EVER stop raining in this damn city?!?"
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and the boy says-
"How would I know lady, I'm only 12"