Tuesday the thirteenth

So for the Spanish, Tuesday the thirteenth ends up being the same thing as Friday the thirteenth for the German (well, just as for the English). Thus, for some of them it really ends up being their lucky day. However for the wind-hungry it was one of them. Five to six Beaufort during the whole day. Also from “our wind direction”. It was just as in a summer daydream. If the computer forecasts aren’t wrong, the dream has ended today. Always only west wind directions, probably some precipitations here in the south, and many, many days with “winds” which we would rather not talk about. But we shouldn’t be moaning about so much. In the three hundred days of the year, 269 of them were delightful +4 Bft wind days. More than three quarters of them from “our” direction. What more can we ask for? We’re gonna have to get over this unusual situation until the end of the month (or more?). But of course always watching carefully what happens until Christmas…