You know when people that live in humid, icky areas (not California) keep saying that “you’ll get used to it”, etc etc etc?
It’s usually crap, because as they stand there in a full suit and tie, totally dry, I’m in sandals, shorts and a t-shirt, dripping sweat by the litre.
On the way in to HKG this AM (EARLY this AM), the pilot made his usual happy talk once we got to cruising altitude.
“Hong Kong is rainy with a high of 28 degrees”. I then said to myself, “a cool day, eh?”
AGGGGGGGHHH!
Of course, let me preface this with the fact that I’ve been in BKK for the past 3 days, where it’s usually 32-4 degrees with buckets of humidity…
But that’s a bit freaky, dun you agree? I think I’m going to freeze my ass off when I get back to SFO.
