Morgan Hill "Lunch" Ride

The rain falls on us equally, but we are all falling, unequally, forward. As yellow follows green and red follows red, so a snake reigned on the roads of Morgan Hill. As the 7-teen of us streamed out of the doors, we all took shelter within the thought that we were all in the same tub (for it would be a boat if it was on the water, but what do you call it if the water is streaming in?). We also took shelter in our brightly-coloured rain jackets. But they were for a different kind of protection.