Well, living down here in the Patagonia, one of the things that tends to be pretty common is the wind. The old-timers around here tell me that about 20 years back the wind never ever stopped all year round. If there happened to be a day where the wind did not blow, everyone stopped what they were doing and had a BBQ to celebrate such a different day.
Now-a-days it is not that bad, although this time of year sees a fair bit of wind. The difference with having a windy day here is that the air fills with dust and makes it very hard to see where you are going… both for the dust in the air and the dust getting into your eyes.
Of course, as I am often riding my bike, this dust makes not seeing even more critical… and the wind is strong enough to cause me to ride angled in to it – which causes a sharp swerve back to upright again when a truck passes me by and cuts off the wind for a moment.
Looking at a city clouded by dust.
