by Chris
There’s nowhere to go for relief, except a tiny bit of the coast, or inside I suppose.
I’m a bit of a heat wimp. Anything over 33 C and I begin to get cranky and by 36 C I am getting weak.
Anything over 40 C is fuggedaboudit territory for me.
I feel awful for the firefighters in their turnout gear in this heat, near the fires. Seems like you’d need to have an IV bag hooked up and dragged along beside you just to keep from collapsing.
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