111 here yesterday, one degree off the all-time record.
Retreat to the coast wasn't much of an improvement- it topped 100 at the beaches.
My Plan B fantasy of incarnating a British officer during the Raj, stoically confronting the heat with gin & tonics and contempt for the wogs, didn't pass muster with the wife.
So we were routed by nature and the day became a desperate quest for air conditioning.
After hopping around with varied, generally unsatisfactory results, and with both our tethers fraying, we said "fuck it!" and got a hotel.
Today isn't as horrid- work is a bit stuffy but bearable.
Tonight we'll probably head off to the coast again to reprise our wading pool idyll at the in-laws.
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