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Tha an t-uisge mòr ann fad na deireadh sheachdain seo. Chaidh mi a-mach a-nochd a choiseachd na sràidean gus beagan togail a thoirt dhomh fhèin, (gus m' inntinn a shaoradh, mar gum biodh), bhon a bha mi a-staigh am broinn an taighe fad an latha an-diugh.

(Summary, not word for word): There is heavy rain here all weekend. I went out for a walk tonight, to clear my head as I hadn't left the house at all today.

Thug mi leam sgàilean-uisge, ach gur beag feum a bh' ann dhomh. Tha an t-uisge a' sileadh cho mòr, na dhile-bhaite, 's gum bheil an grunnd na sruthan 's na lóintean. Mar sin, bha taobh chlì mo cholainn agus mo chasan gu tùr air an drùidheadh orra leis an uisge.

Although I took an umbrella with me, it didn't do me much good. There is such a dowpour that the ground is covered in running streams and small pools of water. So, the left side of my body and my feet got soaked through.

'S e "ràith an uisge" an t-àm seo. It's the rainy season just now.