March 9, 2012
I love lightning. One of my earliest memories is looking out a window, watching a lighting storm from my mother’s lap.
In Southern California, land of endless sunshine, lightning was rare. The weather was fantastic but boring. So perhaps it’s just the contrast, but one of my favorite things about Buenos Aires is the weather.
Summertime in Buenos Aires means the air gets unbearably hot and heavy with humidity. But some evenings, at the end of one of these smothering days when you just sweat for hours and the skies are motionless, at around 9 or 10 at night, a sudden wind will begin to gust crazily. And within minutes it’ll be pouring rain, lightning forking across the sky.
Here’s some video* I took from the balcony of my last apartment, in December 2011.
“This life of separateness may be compared to a dream, a phantasm, a bubble, a shadow, a drop of dew, a flash of lightning.” - Buddha
“I roamed the countryside searching for answers to things I did not understand. Why thunder lasts longer than that which causes it, and why immediately on its creation the lightning becomes visible to the eye while thunder requires time to travel. ” - Leonardo da Vinci
“Genius unrefined resembles a flash of lightning, but wisdom is like the sun.” - Franz Grillparzer
“Bring in the bottled lightning, a clean tumbler, and a corkscrew.” - Charles Dickens
“Electricity is really just organized lightning.” - George Carlin
*This video was my first-ever video edited using iMovie! Well, first completed video anyways. I started a Burning Man one, but I really have no idea if I will ever finish it due to the massive amounts of footage and photos I took…