And it's not even really summer yet.
Today I was walking back from lunch and I started looking at the duck and cover shelters as potential shaded rest stops. It was around 115 and everyone still keeps saying things like "when it gets really hot, I'll..." Ya know what?! It's hot already. Just gonna get hotter, but does saying "it's not hot now" really help?
This takes me back to my walks across downtown Cairo from our apartment to my office that one summer some time ago. On that walk I would stop into little shops along the way just to get a break from the sun. I did end up buying a few cute things too, as a bonus. Unfortunately the opportunities for shade here are of a little different flavor.
I'm telling myself to surrender to it. I don't think there's really any other option. The thing is my Norwegian complexion gives me away every time. The purple tint of my cheeks on walks across the compound (let alone running) is clearly not in its natural environment. And the blonde fuzz? That's totally not necessary here.
Today I was walking back from lunch and I started looking at the duck and cover shelters as potential shaded rest stops. It was around 115 and everyone still keeps saying things like "when it gets really hot, I'll..." Ya know what?! It's hot already. Just gonna get hotter, but does saying "it's not hot now" really help?
This takes me back to my walks across downtown Cairo from our apartment to my office that one summer some time ago. On that walk I would stop into little shops along the way just to get a break from the sun. I did end up buying a few cute things too, as a bonus. Unfortunately the opportunities for shade here are of a little different flavor.
I'm telling myself to surrender to it. I don't think there's really any other option. The thing is my Norwegian complexion gives me away every time. The purple tint of my cheeks on walks across the compound (let alone running) is clearly not in its natural environment. And the blonde fuzz? That's totally not necessary here.
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If it makes you feel any better, the heat index here has been 105 the last several days. I got back from Doha and I felt no difference in temperature. It's brutal out there - I can only imagine what it's like with sand and burning trash whirling around in the air as well.
You're handling this like a trooper, and your body will adjust. It's hard to surrender, but once you do, you'll feel the heat melt into you, and it won't be as noticeable. That said, there is nothing wrong with 3 showers a day....
Ha ha funny girl. Spoken like someone who has spent her fair share in sweaty places. :) Today I got over-refrigerated at the office, so walking to lunch actually felt good.... for about 75% of the journey... :)
After a while, your perception of heat does change. In central Alberta, 30C is considered hot, and friends and family get annoyed with me when I tell them it isn't really.
See, Tara, I was one of those people once. I remember as a child spending a summer in London where people were dying because it was so unusually hot, and what was the temperature? Yep - 30C. I think of those days in the back yard, soaking our feet in cold water and trying to cool off. And still 30 is a benchmark for me, but.... it is a matter of perspective. Can we talk about how it's still 114F at the moment?! OK.... letting it go.... nice to hear from you, by the way!
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