This morning, when I got up, the temperature was 105°; before the day is over, it will top 120°. Kuwait is a quarter of the way into what it refers to as the hottest 40 days of the year. Last year, I described the way the heat felt when the breeze picked up as kissing a blow dryer that is set on permanent High. I think it could also be described as what it must feel like for a pizza taking a trip through the oven at a pizzeria. But it can't be that bad, after all it is a dry heat.
As for me, it is time for my eyes to see something other than sand colored everything. Later tonight, I will hop on a plane and head to Garmisch-Partenkirchen Germany for a week of rest, relaxation, and hanging with family. I am so ready for a break and I am ready for some German hospitality which will of course include a certain beverage for which Germans are famous. I am counting the hours.
I will not be making an entry next week, but I will talk about the trip and share pictures when I get back.
The whole time that I will be there, the high temperature in Bavaria will be about 80°. Oh yes.
Pix Of The Week
Parking is almost always an issue in Kuwait. However, parking on top of a police car is never a good idea.
I wonder where all the taxi drivers were while the cop booted every single one of them. I have seen pissed off taxi drivers over here get into physical altercations with each other. I cannot believe that they would've just sat by and watch their cars being booted.