You know when you are in the city, and it's hot? And on that hot day you happen to walk by a big truck? And you feel the hot hot heat from under that truck?
Japan lives under that truck.
It is hot. And when I say it's hot. I mean I almost walked home naked. I mean the thought popped into my head and it honestly seemed like a rational, plausible idea.
"Yeah, I'll just take off my pants and my top. It'll look like a bikini. Or I could just take everything off and run. Yeah. That's it. I'll run and it'll just be a chocolate blur."
It was 33 degrees Celsius, which is about 92 degrees Fahrenheit. But with 72% humidity it feels like living under that truck.
Everyone has their way of coping, and are quick to give advice on how to stay cool. I've heard it all:
-wear breathable silk
-wear cotton
-don't wear cotton
-wear sleeves and pants to protect yourself from the sun
-wear as little as possible
-use a fan
-use an umbrella
-use a fan and an umbrella
-don't use air conditioning, it will make you feel hotter
-use air conditioning, it will make you feel better
-drink hot tea
-drink iced coffee
-use a dew rag to keep you dry
-leave early, walk slow
-imagine you are in a cool place
-go to the mall
-stay home
You name it, I've heard it. I'm trying everything, but I can't seem to find the right mix of what will keep me from fainting or streaking.
And news flash: it's going to get worse.
So, here I sit (after my second shower today) in the dark of my air conditioned apartment, wearing only what I have to. It's only 4PM and I have no plans to leave, because the sun is still out there people. Waiting for me.
Until we meet again, you yellow bastard.
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