It's been a real helluva day here in Long Beach. A few storm fronts have been moving through town this week and while yesterday's gales and torrential downpours seemed extreme, they were no match to the storm that blew through today. Our entire street was flooded and the rains just kept coming, overflowing onto the sidewalks and front yards, cars creating tidal waves as they passed. On top of that, there was a tornado warning in effect for Long Beach. A tornado! Can we all just take a moment to appreciate the complete ass-over-teakettle wackery of a Southern California beach city tornado?
Despite the immanent doom, we simply couldn't sit by and watch the maelstrom turn our neighborhood into a watery playground. So armed with little more than t-shirts and gumption, we turned our noses up at the notion of curling up on the couch with a blanket and instead faced the gales full-on. Throwing caution to the wind, we splashed and jumped and played and enjoyed the unusually fearsome weather, even as the hail pelted our skin and the frigid water froze our feet - we couldn't be contained. Not on a day like today!
This is when the hail started in. Have you ever been caught in a hailstorm? Turns out, it totally hurts.
There were parts on the street where the water was calf-high. Absolutely insane.