By nine am, which is when we were meeting my dad and my brother, it was 32 degrees C. Um, about 90, possibly more, for you Farenheit folks.
I'd gladly trade that for what I've got now. Today's forecast is, allegedly, a high of 12, and a low of -6. I shudder to think of how low that would sound in Celsius.
That was in the morning, about nine am. By midday it had reached 43 Celsius (Um, somewhere around 110, I'm guessing) and I was hauling boxes. _Not_ fun.
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Date: 2003-01-27 02:44 pm (UTC)I'd gladly trade that for what I've got now. Today's forecast is, allegedly, a high of 12, and a low of -6. I shudder to think of how low that would sound in Celsius.
That was in the morning, about nine am. By midday it had reached 43 Celsius (Um, somewhere around 110, I'm guessing) and I was hauling boxes. _Not_ fun.
But yeah, better than freezing your arse off. ;)