  it's time to toughen up. europe is in the middle of a heatwave, and my lovely hometown is reaching new temperature records: we're the hottest (we're all pretty hot all year round anyway) city on the hottest june day since they started recording temps. today we hit (and are still hitting) 38C. i haven't done much all afternoon besides sitting or lying in my darkened room in front of my small fan, wearing at the most a strapless bikini (shoulders still way too burned to let anything touch them) and sipping cool water (and looking at wedding dresses online, i admit it). there's no wind outside, it feels like the air's just standing still and you walk into walls. the nights aren't much of a relief: it only "cooled down" to about 24C last night. hey-ho. for once i find a wee bit of comfort in not having another warm sweaty human being next to me in bed, who'd warm up my fresh from the freezer sheet too quickly. i really shouldn't be whining though but get used to it instead. if you add air-con (which is almost non existent in private households over here) this is what summers will be like once i have moved to australia. it'll be over 40C some days. over 30C most days. i'll have to work then and won't be able to laze in front of the puter in a bikini and have lukewarm showers every few hours.
i'll also be somewhere where i'll have to be diligent about sunscreen every single day of the year. i honestly thought i was good enough about it, until this weekend. my shoulders and face and head still prove me otherwise. i've been spraying myself with ambre solaire sunscreen spray for sensitive kid skin with spf 30 in regular intervals today. i need to do so every day. and another thing to do: ev told me i had to toughen up and stop whining. and what a bummer, he's right. 
