Aqua Alta

Yesterday it rained. And rained. And rained.
I had been for a walk with Paolo from Naples via MIRM and his brother Carmine who was visiting for the weekend (Carmine is a really Napolitan name!) near Opicina in the morning and then went into Slovenia for lunch with some more friends. We drove for almost an hour and ended up in a place with horses, deer, and peacocks wandering around in a park area and a restaurant with only 2 things on the menu - cevapcece and trout. We heard splashing and wriggling in the stream, then an alarming bang before a telltale sizzle in the pan that signified the fish was cooking. It was fresh anyway!
As has happened before in Slovenia, it wasn't long before an impromptu band started, and people were dancing, as the rain started to tip down.
After finishing lunch (about 6pm) we realised that waiting out the rain was futile so we got back in the cars to go back to Trieste, pausing only for a 5 minute shelter under a bridge when the hail started coming down in rocks!
The freak weather continued, and when we arrived in Piazza Unita, the place was completely flooded. The streets nearby had almost 30 cm of water - like streams. There were 2 or 3 guys without shoes and socks in Piazza Della Borsa, and 2 more with plastic bags tied around their feet to walk home nearby.
We took a different option and sheltered in a bar for a while with a spritz aperol until the rain eased off. I finally got home at about 9 in the dry only to be greeted by yet more water lapping gently through the patio doors from the terraces, so I did my own paddling backwards and forwards with the mop.
If it was like this here in Trieste, I can only imagine the scene in Venice. But at least there they have the boats to cope with it.
This morning though, the streets were almost dry, although the rain is threatening to come in again from the look of the sky.