Sea Squall!

Today, I went running along the Rambla. It was sunny for about three minutes, before the clouds started rolling in over the water; it got dark and this incredible wind came out of nowhere. I was in an adventurous mood and found this all rather exciting. So instead of turning around and heading home to avoid getting caught up in the storm that was obviously brewing, I kept on going. Pretty soon, I was the only one on the Rambla. Before I even knew what was happening, I was soaked. The rain was dripping off my forehead into my eyes, but it didn't matter that I couldn't see because there was no one to bump into. It wasn't until I realized that it probably wasn't a good idea to get my ipod wet that I decided to turn around. So I ran through the rain, through the puddles, through the wind and was feeling quite invigorated that I was caught in the midst of a sea squall! I saw a ship in the distance and swore it was flying a pirate flag. My imagination took off and pretty soon I was on a sea adventure! Suddenly, something struck me as odd; he smell of salt in the air was missing. It was then that it dawned on me that the Rambla doesn't actually run alongside the sea but rather the Rio de la Plata, which is a river, a freshwater river. Oh well, I suppose since it's the widest river in the world, it's almost like an ocean...