9. Texas Heat
I hate the Texas heat. The 112 Degree temperature here was when the car was parked in the shade. It has actually been a fairly descent year this year, but we have our moments. When someone asks, “How hot is it there? Is it really that hot?” I don’t know how to answer them. I can walk out to 90 degree weather at 12:00 at night and 6:00 in the morning. In the evening when the winds come up it feels like a convection oven. You learn that you can sweat out of pores you didn’t even know had sweat glands. And the thing with heat is that you can only take off so many clothes.
When I was in Canada for Christmas last year, I went out in minus 45 degree weather to take pictures… I was in seventh heaven! Sure I didn’t have to drive in it, but I did shovel the sidewalks to get the experience. People thee thought I’d get real tired of it, but nope! It was so bad last year that it just kind of came to me, “Ya… I’ve had enough. It’s time to move.” Still workin' on that!
9. Texas Heat
I hate the Texas heat. The 112 Degree temperature here was when the car was parked in the shade. It has actually been a fairly descent year this year, but we have our moments. When someone asks, “How hot is it there? Is it really that hot?” I don’t know how to answer them. I can walk out to 90 degree weather at 12:00 at night and 6:00 in the morning. In the evening when the winds come up it feels like a convection oven. You learn that you can sweat out of pores you didn’t even know had sweat glands. And the thing with heat is that you can only take off so many clothes.
When I was in Canada for Christmas last year, I went out in minus 45 degree weather to take pictures… I was in seventh heaven! Sure I didn’t have to drive in it, but I did shovel the sidewalks to get the experience. People thee thought I’d get real tired of it, but nope! It was so bad last year that it just kind of came to me, “Ya… I’ve had enough. It’s time to move.” Still workin' on that!