Rain in Salvador

When it rains in Salvador, you can see it coming.
Looking out my window in my room in Federação I see a dark cloud over the buildings, and under it a wall that makes everything hazy.
As soon as I say, “I think it’s going to rain,” it’s already started and the misty haze is pouring down.
It spatters on pavement, and tin roofs, and gutters and the wind blows it through my window onto my feet.
It’s my favorite sound in Brazil