The Line

The line has been drawn. The sticky, oppressive, Korean heat is here. It is summer. Finally.

It's been teasing, a long time coming. This spring dragged on and on, got warmer, then cold again. Until most days I remarked at how the world must be coming to some sort of end ala The Day After Tomorrow. So I'm glad, overall, that the heat is here.

Except that my house is currently 29*C. Yeah. In a cruel twist of fate, my house doesn't have an aircon this year, and only one stand-up fan.

Now, really, I like hot weather. I love being out in the sun, in the heat, even in the ridiculous Korean humidity. Never complained about it in all my 2.5 years here, in fact. I don't even mind being inside in the heat. Here's the new thing now: I'm in the heat constantly. Constantly.

My walk to work is hot. My office is hot hot. My walk home is hot hot hot. My house is hot hot hot hot hot. All day long.
I've heard rumors that during summer session, they may turn on the aircon at work, but in those weeks I'll be spending less time in the office, more in the hot classrooms, and more at work.
Realistically, I'll probably study and work at Starbucks, Smoothie King, or some other air-conditioned site for yummies.