heat
It's pretty damn hot I tell you here in London. At some point the WeatherCast on my laptop reads 27C, which is quite unbearable in a city where having air con is usually unnecessary. Try taking a bus! It's practically an incubator for human beings--when you finally get off, you'd either be grasping for fresh air or ready to hatch eggs. Also I hope this is not too rude, but there are some very minging creatures out there. Whatever you do, avoid enclosed spaces. S and I have an insatiable appetitie for Japanese cuisine, and you'd think such dishes would be a remedy for heat exhaustion, but no. I've just had the greasiest tempura in my entire life, and now it seems the oil is floating inside my stomach. To solve this problem one would need a cup of tea--hot.