rain in nairobi

It rained in the city yesterday, not Kisumu city, but here in Nairobi. Wading thru is not my idea of spending the day, but it was all waters, mud, umbrellas poking at you.
What I dont get is the way people here fear the rain, the mud,. Its hard to know the difference between, them normal and mad people. I mean the rushing, scattering in different directions.....at home, I will carry the water in the pot, in the rain. Dont the city people enjoy the wet clothes clinging on the body, or the mixture of rain showers with warm airs. The steps in the rain towards the homestaed with the guarantee that atleast someone is roasting the green August corn, and a cup ofstrungi/orungi/tea to wash it down with. Am not sure what they find beautiful here, but i find the touch of the rain drops finding their way thru my kinky hair, to my scalp, absolutely beautiful
Here they say you pay a price to be rained on, you go to hairdresser again, you go to shoe shiner, you go to laundry,it cost everything,even on what mother nature has provided!!