There’s only one word for Rome in July and I’ll say it three times: hot, hot, hot.
It’s been nearly 90–and mostly above–every day for the last three weeks. Sadly, sweatily, we do not have air conditioning in our apartment which makes the prospect of sitting at one’s computer just too dreary. Instead, Phoebe and I have taken to cruising around in the car in the afternoons. Sometimes we go shopping, sometimes we run errands, once we went to the pool. But we always have A/C. Wonderful, refreshing A/C.
Today mercifully, there is a refreshing breeze and a dip in the heat. Mmm, breeze.