I can’t tell you have many times I’ve heard those words from friends and family back home since I’ve moved to the Southwest. What they don’t realize is that a dry heat can still be an inferno. Don’t get me wrong – I love being able to walk outside with semi-wet hair and not worry about it frizzing like a cotton ball – but on the other hand, I feel like I could dehydrate just by opening my door. Maybe I’m just more sensitive to it since my car has no air conditioning, but all I know is that I ran some errands today and even with shorts, a tank top and the windows down with a decent breeze, I was still sweating a ridiculously embarrassing amount.
Here’s to hoping fall comes early this year so I don’t look like a drowned rat every day in class!