Not so Cool LA: Heatwave!
It has been HOTT in LA lately. And when I say hot I mean hot hot hot. Like 95 degrees hot (35 Celcius) in Burbank (by all the network studios) when I went to pick up my cousin. It’s about 10 degrees cooler here in lovely Santa Monica but it’s only 8 freakin 30 in the morning!!!
I love the heat. Feels like home. I tend to find cold weather limiting. Too much clothes. It’s just not natural, no? Before I moved to foreign, I did not own sweatpants. There was no need! Sweat was an every day occurrence. No special pants necessary. A fact of life. You just deal with it and you bathe more often.
LA is hot SOMETIMES but it is ALWAYS DRY. Which means that sweat is an anomaly. I’ve forgotten how to sweat! NO, not really. But it definitely isn’t normal anymore. Weird. I need to invest in more shorts.
People get scared when it’s hot here. In Trini we have bush fires, here it’s brush fires–the desert dryness does not help.
People planning outdoor activities through the weekend should take into consideration the very high temperatures and adjust your activities accordingly. Wear loose fitting light weight clothing and drink plenty of water. Take advantage of shade and air conditioning if available.
Never ever leave children, the elderly or pets in enclosed automobiles, even for the shortest time. Temperatures quickly rise to life-threatening levels, even if the windows are partially opened.
Now does that sound to you like the warnings for a population used to sunny, warm temperatures?
To once and for all banish the persisting rumours about hot and sunny all the time LA, read this and now hear this: At our apartment here in Santa Monica, we don’t have AC. Not because our landlords are sadistic devils. THERE IS NO NEED. Three hundred and sixty days out of the year, it is cool enough that you open a window and it is all good. Cool breeze. Cool air. No AC.
365 (a full year) - 360 = 5 days out of the year when it’s hot as balls and an AC starts to sound like a sound investment.
Yeh, you know where I’m going with this. I’m living those 5 days as we speak.
Hot hot hot. Actually I think this is the tail end. Better enjoy it while I still have it.
Tomorrow it will be 60 degrees and grey and I’ll be wearing tights and a scarf and layers (what the hell are layers? I honestly still haven’t really mastered layering. They befuddle me. We’ll discuss at a later date) wondering how LA so fully tricked the world…




