Lord, it was hot in New York. Hot like when you step out of the shower you're drenched in sweat before you can reach your towel hot. Reminded me why I moved to wonderful, rainy, mild Seattle.
I sure enjoyed my ham, egg, and cheese on a hard roll for breakfast, though. They just don't have hard rolls like that in Seattle. Shame. And the pizza, obviously. Had almost forgotten what real pizza tasted like. Nice, thick slice of sicilian, too. Oh yeah.
But the heat. I can still feel that oppressive heat. Nowhere to run. Nothing to do but sit in front of a fan. HOT!
It's nice to be reminded of how great the weather is here in Seattle. Love it. Good to be back.