Saturday February 11th 2012 Tim
Bigger than leaving home is the adventure of returning home. It
was sort of like spring when we left. Today is definitely winter, with
cruel wind that cries out for fourteen layers and slippers. But I
have seen where the Palm Tree grows, and where handicap parking spaces
dominate, and where people very much older than I can be seen riding
bicycles, while wearing shorts and sunglasses in February.
But apparently it's terribly,
terribly hot in the summer months, with even higher humidity readings.
As I understand it, the population number for people soared following those
technical developments that enabled the manufacture of window air
conditioning units. Which I guess has to say something about what it is we
people aspire to.