It's bloody hot in my part of the world. The mercury hit 43 degrees (about 109F) in Melbourne today. It's 37 as I type this at 9.45pm, which is not gleeful, but I admit that the freakishness and novelty of the extreme weather does bring me a small amount of perverse - insane? - delight. And at least it makes the weather a worthy topic of small talk!
I imagine my perverse delight will melt quickly in the next few days which are also forecast to hit 43 degrees. My flat will be like an oven when I get home from work tomorrow, but at least I have air conditioning in my bedroom.
I went to the St Kilda Open Air Cinema last night, which is on top of the St Kilda Baths right on the beachfront. It was hot yesterday too, but it was pleasantly balmy down there and nice to see the sunset over the bay.
I went to the cinema with my friend Anthony who is...he wouldn't be pleased with the description "bird fancier" even though I kinda like it, so I'll just say that he is interested in birds. Anyway, he told me about a strange and unattractive bird called a shoebill. Check it out below. Nature is so bizarre sometimes, isn't it?
I had my first potential flatmates come and look at the room tonight. I really clicked with the first guy, but maybe it was the box of icypoles that he presented me with that did it?
How are you coping with the heat (if you're in my part of the world)? For those of you dealing with cold and snow, does it help to think about how hot it is over here...or does it make it worse? Anyone seen a good movie lately (outdoors or otherwise)?