Time for my obligatory summertime post about the relentless soaring temperatures. We were pretty lucky with a relatively mild May and June, but July is here to let us know it is indeed summer in the desert. The sun is so intense it makes you wince. It redefines your experience with heat, even if you come from a hot place like I do.
In Dubai, the intensity of the summer heat means…
you’ll fry your feet when using the garden hose because the water comes out piping hot and it stays that way
the pool water might be too hot for your baby
the heat index surpasses 120F (50C) by 8:00 am
sweat will drip down your cheek within 5 seconds of stepping outside
aging is accelerated on super speed
100F (38F) feels refreshing
you don’t need a water heater because even when your faucet is set to cold, your shower is hot enough
shirts and heads are more wet than dry
hitting triple digits (38C) before 7 a.m.
you’ll crank up the air conditioning in the car well before getting in
you’ll curse your children’s car seat buckles that suddenly seem to take ages to fasten
never getting below 90F (32C) even in the middle of the night
many expats leave the city and head back to their home country.
people will find creative ways to shield themselves from the sun (non-hijab wearing women suddenly walk down the street with scarves completely covering their faces)
you’ll wonder how the laborers and gardeners persevere, especially during Ramadan
every conversation with friends, acquaintances and strangers alike will probably begin with a reference to the weather
you’ll spend an inordinate amount of time trying to find the closest or most shaded parking spot
I know my friends and family in Texas can relate to many of these. The only thing that is better here than summers in Texas is there are no mosquitos. Thank goodness for that!
How many more days are there until November? That’s when we’ll start seeing some decent temperatures again…