A friend and his wife were scheduled to join others somewhere in the Caribbean in a badly planned event. Where there is currently a lot of rain, some flooding. And sporadic power outages.It's close to ninety degrees. Humid, with rickety airconditioning. Plus, of course, mosquitoes. But besides all that, it's truly a wonderful place. Dengue, naturally, plus zika, chikungunya, and malaria. But what's little infection to the determined adventurous spirit? Among friends?
The wife decided heck no, ain't going.
Which to me, having absolutely no sense of adventure, makes complete sense.
It's not the heat, it's the humidity.
And the heat.
Let me know when they have a cold wave. Which historically has been never.
Look, anyplace with temperatures that are usually above a certain level AND plenty moisture will have chikungunya, dengue, malaria, and zika. Plus crotchrot and raging athlete's foot reaching all the way up to the sternum. You can count me out.
The entire Deep South. All the way to Buenos Aires.
Apparently, here in California, there is supposed to be snow falling in the Sierras. No plans to go there either. We had snow when I was growing up. Been there, done that. Besides, I don't trust country folk in the cold. Their little brains freeze. And they start burning books for fuel.
You folks who are going "home" for Thanksgiving are welcome to it.
Over the hills to granma's house. Tropics, mountains.
Arctic Circle. And the Carolinas.
The malaria zones.
Texas.
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