When I first arrived I was continuously amazed about how hot it was. I would spend most of my day sitting very still next to a fan or under an air-con unit. I was a disgusting, sweaty mess.
Of course, I still sweat- sometimes a lot, but not at the frequency I did when I first arrived. Also, there doesn’t seem to be much correlation between my sweating and how comfortable I feel. I felt reassured that some people I met, who have been here for ages and some that come from countries such as Malaysia, really struggle with the hottest days.
However, it’s getting cooler, which is nice. In fact, I woke up this morning and felt a bit chilly. So, I thought I’d check the temperature. This is what I saw.
I was in Hanoi a week ago, where it was 17/18. I really struggled. I have images of me returning to the UK wrapped in up like an Inuit. I’m not sure I’m going to survive.