I hate this weather. Feeling gritty and sweaty all over again about two minutes after getting out of the shower. A constant small nagging headache that never quite goes away. The feeling that my brain is being baked inside out.
The lack of air conditioning in my bedroom, and the feeling that, even if I wanted to, I don't have the authority in the household to turn the downstairs aircon on.
The climate back home in Wellington was perfect - I thought so then and I still think so now. Not too hot in the summer, not too cool in the winter - maximums, if you were lucky, of 27 in January, and the coolest it ever got was -2, in Wellington itself not the valleys. Perfect.
No, I am not homesick at the moment, I am just too damned hot in Brisbane for five months of the year.
Paul
The lack of air conditioning in my bedroom, and the feeling that, even if I wanted to, I don't have the authority in the household to turn the downstairs aircon on.
The climate back home in Wellington was perfect - I thought so then and I still think so now. Not too hot in the summer, not too cool in the winter - maximums, if you were lucky, of 27 in January, and the coolest it ever got was -2, in Wellington itself not the valleys. Perfect.
No, I am not homesick at the moment, I am just too damned hot in Brisbane for five months of the year.
Paul
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