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After a nice long and relaxing weekend, it's back to the daily grind.
This is what awaits me tomorrow morning:
Yes, it's that dark when I leave for work. And no, the lens of my camera wasn't smudged. That's how friggin' humid Singapore is at that lovely hour.When I look outside with my naked eye, the lights are still blurry because of the dense humidity.
I once described it to my grandma-in-law as walking into a bowl of warm soup. I don't take it back either. The moment you step outside, it just envelopes you. Your clothes feel moist, your hair goes in every direction it's not supposed to and you curse yourself for even bothering to shower.
Because you immediately want to take another one. Like right then.
Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade it for a Kansas winter morning. Those hurt in a such a way that you don't get warm again for months.
But I would like to have just one good hair day. Just one!
4 comments:
Don't hold your breath! Waiting for that good day I mean. I've been here for over a year and every day is more or less the same. The only time the weather changes is when it rains a few days in a row and cools down, but even then it's still humid.
From the way you talk I take it you have some sort of central air conditioning in your house? Where I live the AC only comes on at night. So, during the day you just deal with the temperature and humidity.
I feel bad for those guys because I know what it's like to do Army maneuvers, whether real or for training, in extreme heat. The duty stations I served in were all in sub-tropical or desert areas.
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