My sweetheart and I got caught in a downpour while we were in San Antonio. We had been attending separate conference meetings all day when we just happened to bump into each other in one of the noisy and crowded hallways of the hotel where the event was being held. We looked at each and said, “Let’s get out of here and see the city.”
As we walked outside to catch a taxi, deep dark clouds were just beginning to gather near us to the west of the hotel. Our goal was to walk the city’s famous (and obviously outdoor) Riverwalk and we considered the possibility that we might see some rain but, as we had packed no raincoats or umbrellas, it mattered little…and so we went.
We had no idea where to tell the taxi driver to drop us off, so we let him decide for us. He suggested a big hotel that included a back door with outside stairs that dropped down into a cavernous walkway that would allow us to meander among a number of great restaurants and shops. Large, heavy drops of rain were just beginning to hit the sidewalk as we paid the fare and ran inside the hotel lobby.
Eventually, we found the back door and opened it – there was not another soul in sight to question and we had no real idea where we were going. As the door was about to close, I noticed a sign which read, “This door to remain locked at all times. You must use your hotel key for readmittance.” We had no hotel key and, by this time, the rain was coming down in sheets. We looked up into the sky and down into the winding staircase that led to the river below, and then I held that door and read the sign aloud one more time.
“Are you ready?” I said. “There’s no going back. We let that door close and it is down those stairs in the rain, okay?”
“Where do they lead?” she said. “Is there a place to get out of the rain once we get down there?”
No idea. Because it was a high and winding outdoor staircase, there was no way to tell what was at the bottom. And, it was raining harder now and the wind was starting to blow the rain through the door and into the hotel. We had to stay or go, but close the door either way.
And then, in one of those cinematic moments that I swear could not have been scripted more perfectly, she said, “Let’s walk in the rain.”
So we did. And I’ll never forget it.