Monday, July 17, 2006
Too hot to poo
I got back today, and it's 40 degrees here (that's 100F). And it's set to get hotter. In fact, opening a door to the outside world is a similar sensation to opening the door to a hot oven - suddenly you get hit by that wave of heat that attacks from inside. Or, in this case, outside.
My house has air-conditioning. In fact, every house here has air conditioning. I've got a big air-con unit downstairs, and some smaller ones in the bedrooms upstairs.
Unfortunately, the bathroom hasn't got one, which probably makes economic sense as I'm not in there as much as the other rooms. But this does mean that the bathroom is boiling hot, and it's a bit like doing one's lavetorial business in a sauna. Sweaty. Mmm.
It really is too hot to poo.
My house has air-conditioning. In fact, every house here has air conditioning. I've got a big air-con unit downstairs, and some smaller ones in the bedrooms upstairs.
Unfortunately, the bathroom hasn't got one, which probably makes economic sense as I'm not in there as much as the other rooms. But this does mean that the bathroom is boiling hot, and it's a bit like doing one's lavetorial business in a sauna. Sweaty. Mmm.
It really is too hot to poo.
