It’s raining. It has been raining all afternoon. I’m not complaining that it’s raining, we need it.
I only started driving about 2½ years ago. As a result, I still find it genuinely pleasurable to be in a car when it’s raining, even if I’m sitting in traffic.
Slow moving traffic? Luxury. Try not moving, spending 45 minutes standing in the wind and rain waiting for a bus that’s supposed to run every 20 minutes. Poor visibility? Try cycling in a downpour, blinking from the rain in your eyes and squinting through the droplets on your glasses.
Driving in the rain leads to much the same pleasure I get from sitting looking out the window at the rain. It’s the pleasure of knowing that I’m not out there in it. A simple pleasure, but a good one.