The current weather in Japan is the hottest summer in something like a century. I, of course, have to come just then to ‘enjoy the different culture.’ The culture is fantastic, the climate is not. I’m not being completely fair, since most Japanese citizens are also praying for the heat to leave. It’s ridiculous though, to be in dry and comfortable Colorado one day, and in humid and immensely hot Japan the next.
The humidity by itself would have kept my body busy for days, adapting to the sudden presence of fluids in the air. Throw record high temperatures into the mix and I’m not even sure I’m properly functioning. I wake up in the morning hot and tired, go through the day hot and tired, spend the evening hot and tired, and fall asleep hot and tired. Repeat.
I can’t wait for the lingering heat of the summer to pass. The humidity I can deal with. Daily heat that reached over average body temperature, though, stretches my limits just a bit. When I start complaining in winter about the cold, remind me to peruse my own writing and think back to the days I suspected I would spontaneously melt into a miserable puddle.
Every new person I meet starts with a comment on the horrible heat, and goes on to explain that Japan is usually NEVER this hot, as if in their own defense. They needn’t worry, since I’m not blaming them at all for the weather. No human hand could manage to bring about these temperatures. This can only be the work of my own dismal luck. If you need further proof, look up the yen-dollar exchange rate. And then give my parents a sympathetic phone call.
Luckily for me, I have a few off days before I go back to school. I went the first day, but they started testing the next, so I was told to stay home for the span of a few days. Hopefully in that space of time the climate will feel a sudden flash of mercy and consider offering more amiable weather conditions.