Unfortunately, I ate an undercooked sausage. In my defense, it was late in the night and hard to see. The bacon it was wrapped in was cooked thoroughly but the coals had died down so the sausage sat on the grill in the cold, festering with food poisoning potential. It rocked my system. I was out for a full day.
Nonetheless, I ventured to the big Stadt Park on Sunday to do some writing and enjoy the scene. People were out with their grills and groups of friends or families were seen for acres and acres across the grand lawn.
Stadt Park is a few hundred acres in size with bier gardens scattered throughout amidst other attractions like mini golf courses and large swimming lakes. The Planetarium, a monstrous building located in the southwestern corner of the park, can be seen a half-mile away throughout the isle of grass cleared out to give it a grand entrance. This was where everyone hung out to grill out and kick back.
It's relaxing to hang out and soak in the friendly vibe. Little did I know, a hail storm was on its way. Fast.
When the blue skies were stomped out by shades of dark grey, people started scrambling. The winds picked up and became chilly and everything went dark. Then it came. A wall of hard rain coupled with hail. People were running for the woods. I stood in the center of the lawn and watched it all go down. I knew it was hopeless, I couldn't outrun the rain so why not take it and enjoy the show?
Best part: I saw a 60 year old man in a speedo dive-roll under a pine tree for cover. He left his clothes and belongings strewn about the lawn. Fantastiche.