It is 101 degrees.
Seven minutes in the sun without sun-block on and I am sunburned. You can see the tan lines on my decolletage where the tee-shirt material ends and the scoop neck on my top begins.
The weather isn't uncomfortable exactly -- most of the day is spent indoors, in blasting, icy air-conditioning. Shuttling between the artificial cold and the blistering heat of the sun, somehow the body's temperature regulates.
Any sweat that forms on the brow evaporates instantly in the dry desert air.
How did people live here before there was air conditioning/swamp coolers/electric fans?
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