So, we’re having a bit of a heatwave at the minute. It’s consistently been over 20 C degrees for about a week now. And I have to admit I’ve a bit of a love/hate relationship with this. I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in feeling like this.
My ideal temperature range is between 17 and 23 degrees. Below this, which is much of the year here in Galway, and my bones ache, my muscles ache, I get all tense and miserable. Any warmer, and I get dizzy, overheated, and sometimes I faint.
And yet, I do think I prefer being too hot to too cold. As long as I get to retreat indoors after a while. Mainly because of the light, and the blue skies. It’s such a rare treat.
Of course, I’m still glad that we don’t get the scorching temperatures that some other places get. Though as a child I was used to temperatures over 40C on my summer holidays in Turkey, my heat tolerance has lessened with age. I do however have plenty of hacks to deal with such heat, such as water sprays and fans and how I dress. And lots of cold drinks and lying down.
But this heatwave will soon be over. Rain is forecast for the end of next week. Which is not at all unexpected. And I will go back to dreaming of living in a place where the temperature is consistently 17-23 degrees, with blue skies. It must exist somewhere, right?