It just rained, which means all of the wrinkles in this city should be steamed out completely. Instead of it getting less humid and cooling down like I'd hoped, it just amped up the whole sweaty experience. Now I know why they call it an urban jungle!!!
My favorite thing so far is biking behind a bus. Oh that's just lovely. The hot concrete and hot air shooting out the tail pipe of the bus...the lovely noise of the bus completes the zen like tranquility of animalistic panic taking over....it happened yesterday and my entire body immediately drenched itself in sweat as a protective shield...like some kind of tropical fish in a barrier reef poofing into a stinky spikey ball for surivival....where as I'm a slimy gross mess instead of a cool spike ball.
Pretty soon I won't have skin left, as I'm pretty certain it's melting off every time I take a shower, like a bad horror movie.
If only I had a big lake to jump into. Sigh.....;)