Saturday, July 17, 2010

The Weather

The weather is such a funny thing. In some ways I think we are all a bit obsessed with the weather. Isn't it what everyone talks about when there is nothing to say? Has anyone actually gone through their day without thinking about the weather? Maybe in San Diego where the weather is mostly constant and perfect, maybe there they don't talk about the weather. I have just lived in Ireland for the last 6 years where everyone talks about the weather constantly. I mean basically the weather is cold and rainy. I find is hysterical watching the weather on the news in Ireland. I mean to me what really is the difference between somewhat cloudy and mostly cloudy to a chance, and I mean a chance of sun, in the afternoon.
Feargal, my husband asked me to buy a thermometer for the house. WHY!!!!!!!!! I mean please, what is the difference between 92 and 94 or 86 for that matter. I can tell you the weather its hot and hot and more hot. There is a great character in the movie called "Good morning Vietnam", the radio d.j. Every morning he reports the weather not in degrees but just the same word hot hot and more hot. Monica is always letting me know what the weather is as well and I just laugh wondering if maybe I didn't know the temp, would I be as hot? It's 10 o'clock at night here and its 82 degrees (in Celsius that's 28) There is a light sweat over my body and I am trying not to move too much or I know I'll overheat. We don't have air conditioning and having a fan in this heat is like have your own mini heater. The fan just blows the hot air in your face, which I feel is a little worse then no fan. Plus the fan we have sounds like a helicopter. Its so loud it almost drowns out the bar across the way, where drunk Thai people listen to country music so that the whole neighborhood can hear as well. I'm not sure which is option is better.
When we lived in Dublin I was cold all year long and even my bones were wet. If you've never lived in a wet climate you can't even image your bones being cold but believe me your bones do get cold and wet. Now here in Thailand I have experienced the complete opposite a new sensation of actually sweating in the shower. No, you say. Believe me I never would have thought it either but yesterday as I was desperately trying to cool down, I took a cold shower and I was still sweating. I think I can safely say that my bones are now dry and warm. And I have to say after 6 years of cold, sweating in the shower only makes me laugh and be thankful I'm not cold anymore. And like yesterday, when I can't take the heat I just go over to the 7/11 and stand there in the air conditioning for 20 minutes until I'm somewhat cooled down. But sure what can you do but enjoy the journey.


  1. Try the ghetto air conditioner - put ice in front of the fan. You could also spend the day with your feet in a bucket of cold water. Glad you are enjoying the journey. Wishing you well from LA, where the weather is perfect and yes -it is true, we don't talk about the weather.

  2. Hi Oskar,i'm happy to discovery your "trip blog"....

    i'll follow you inside your blog...

    what are the thailand people?

    big kiss to Aiko and Sami....

    and for you...

  3. I remember that kind of hot when I spent summers in Israel. Love getting glimpses of your life.

    Love to all of you!

  4. Oskar! - So glad to have found your blog. Think of you often and miss ya. I look forward to your postings. Keep it up. What an adventure! I'm a bit Jealous!....