This morning in Malindi and Watamu the sky seemed to want to say "I could not take anymore."
Roars of the rain announcement did not feel as strong for years.
All the (dramatic) flaws of a drought this year seems endless, for a couple of hours have been forgotten.
On the north coast of Kenya came one of those late-season storms that presage the arrival of the monsoons and at least give drink to a seriously tormented land.
In the suburbs of Malindi and Watamu, and in the local villages in the rain have glimpsed ancestral dances of joy and cans everywhere, with bowls to collect all rainwater as possible, since for three days also lacks that of the public waterways.
Unfortunately (only passing tourists can be happy) in late morning it was all over and the sky has stopped grumbling and came back to clear.
We hope that this alarm clock thundering return to beatify the sleep of many people in Kenya due to drought are suffering and they see jeopardized their economic status, as well as health.