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[lykanthropoi]

On my trip to Karlsruhe I finally understood why I love hot, humid weather. Karlsruhe, the town I lived in for the first twelve years of my life, has a microclimate of its own which is completely distinct to the rest of Europe. Due to an odd configuration of the Back Forest, the Rheinland and the general topographic location, Karlsruhe has two months of hot weather which resembles a tropcial climate. When I was there it was 30 degrees Celcius (not the hottest it gets), with about 80 percent humidity. Troups from across Europe come to Karlsruhe to prepare for the tropics. It's unbelieverable.

In my mind I always remembered long and hot summers, punctuated by quick rainfalls which soaked everything. On our first day in Karlsruhe we got caught in a rainstorm, and it soaked us from head to toe in a matter of ten minutes. Joel compared it to a monsoon. 

When my mother picked me up I asked her whether this was normal, and she looked at me baffled. Did I not remember the long and hot summers which made her feel comatose for two months a year? The thing is, I do, but I also know that memory is fallable, and that particularly with regards to our own childhood we imagine things to be more sunny, more bright, and more beautiful in general. Little did I know I was absolutely right.

Now I'm back to writing my dissertation. Ack, should do so much more...

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[whizzie.livejournal.com]

Hi from another global nomad. I too have this fondness for, and comfort with, hot weather. I lived in the tropics and in the desert for most of my childhood and can adjust to hot and humid or hot and dry temperatures very quickly.