Here’s the thing, our hotel only just turned on the air
conditioning last week when it reached 92 degrees outside. I guess they thought ‘it’s about that time’, but I would have made that argument when it was 80
degrees outside… Our room is a consistent 29 degrees Celsius (84 Fahrenheit), and it’s not rare for
it to be 30 or 31. A little toasty- some might say. But, the past couple days it’s been cooler outside
and we jumped for joy when we walked into our room and it was 27 degrees
Celsius, which is ~80 degrees Fahrenheit...
I decided to stop complaining when I’m cold because it’s more miserable being hot. And I’m pretty much sweating all the time here…so when
I’m shivering, I can't even be mad about it.
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