Sadie and Arlo had planned their cycling trip for months. It was a three-day ride between two coastal towns, with a proper route booked through small inns. The forecast had promised light rain for the second afternoon, nothing serious enough to worry about.
塞迪和阿洛已经为这次骑行计划了好几个月。这是在两个海滨小镇之间的三天骑行，路线上通过一些小旅馆做了正式预订。天气预报说第二天下午有小雨，不严重，不值得担心。
By late morning on day two, the sky had darkened faster than either of them expected. The wind had picked up sharply along the exposed coastal road. Arlo checked the weather app at their last rest stop and felt his stomach tighten. The storm that was supposed to arrive that evening was now forecast for early afternoon instead.
到第二天上午晚些时候，天色暗得比他们俩预料的都要快。沿海那条毫无遮挡的公路上，风骤然大了起来。阿洛在最后一个休息点查看了天气应用，心里一紧。原本说好傍晚才到的风暴，现在预报改成了午后早些时候。
"If we keep going, we'll be right on the cliff road when it hits," Sadie said. She studied the map over his shoulder. "There's a town about eight miles back where we could wait it out."
“要是继续往前走，风暴来的时候我们正好在悬崖路上，”塞迪说，一边越过他的肩膀研究地图，“往回大约八英里有个小镇，我们可以去那儿躲一躲。”
Arlo hesitated. Going back meant losing hours of progress. It probably meant missing their reservation at the next inn, too. Pushing forward meant reaching shelter faster. That was only true if they could outrun a storm that was already gaining on them.
阿洛犹豫了。往回走意味着白白损失几个小时的行程，多半还会错过下一家旅馆的预订。继续向前，则意味着更快找到避雨处，但这只有在他们能跑赢一场已经在逼近的风暴时才成立。
They chose a middle option instead: a smaller village just two miles ahead. It was marked on the map with a single café icon. It wasn't on their planned route, but it was closer than either of their other choices.
于是他们选了一个折中的办法：前面仅两英里的一个小村庄。地图上只用一个咖啡馆图标标着它。它不在他们原定的路线上，但比另外两个选择都近。
They rode hard, legs burning, as the first heavy drops started falling around them. The café, when they finally reached it, was warm and nearly empty. The owner seemed entirely unsurprised to see two soaked cyclists arrive at her door.
他们拼命地骑，双腿发烫，最初的几滴大雨已经开始落在四周。他们终于赶到咖啡馆时，里面温暖而几乎没有人。店主看到两个浑身湿透的骑行者出现在门口，似乎一点也不意外。
They waited out the worst of the storm over two cups of tea. They watched rain hammer the windows and listened to thunder roll across the water. Sadie called ahead to their inn, who happily moved their reservation back by two hours.
他们在两杯茶的陪伴下熬过了风暴最猛烈的时候，看着雨点砸在窗上，听着雷声滚过水面。塞迪提前打电话给旅馆，旅馆很爽快地把他们的预订推迟了两个小时。
By the time they got back on their bikes, the sky had cleared to a pale, washed-out blue. The coastal road smelled like wet stone and salt. They agreed, laughing, that the café's tea had been the best part of the whole trip so far.
等他们重新骑上车，天空已经放晴，是一片淡淡的、被洗过般的蓝。海边的公路散发着湿石头和海盐的气味。他们笑着一致认为，到目前为止，整趟旅行里最棒的部分，就是那家咖啡馆的茶。
