For as long as I can remember, I've always loved the atmosphere of rainy, cloudy days. They're comforting and soothing. There is a certain romanticism about it, especially when you are embarking on an adventure that pushes you out of your comfort zone.
Take this roadtrip from San Francisco to LA for example. When people describe their experiences while driving down the west coast, they never fail to mention how amazing it is due to the clear skies and sunny days. All the photos and youtube videos you see are like a moodboard for that perfect summer getaway. But on our trip, we had stormy dark clouds and rain the entire three days. Having rain in the golden state is an anomaly especially since they are in drought.
But I found the dark skies made this trip a bit more thrilling. Imagine driving into the storm, being belted with rain and having zero visibility, and then suddenly coming out of it and stumbling onto this little beach that is like nothing you have ever witnessed before. It was almost magic. The faint drizzling of rain, the murmuring of appreciation for surviving the storm and the cup of hot chocolate to soothe the soul.