While I live normally in a place that is unbearable hot from June-September and have temps above 90 most of the summer, we handle it in a most civilized manner: we stay indoors with extremely powerful ac unless we're interacting with a body of water somehow. We also serve lots of drinks with ice, glorious ice in both cubed and crushed form. Wait, sorry, I had a bit of an out of body experience there thinking about ice. Well, it doesn't work like that in Paris since most places to not have ac. In fact, my apartment doesn't have ac. And Parisians also seem to have something against ice. What's a Siuthern girl to do to survive this heat?
While this is only day 3 of the week long heat wave, here are the things that are working for me thus far.
1. Get a fan for your living space. My landlord came by on Monday and installed a fabulous ceiling fan; I'm never turning it off.
3. Wear clothing that is light colored and of natural fiber, otherwise your body will have trouble cooling itself by sweating. Avoid anything tight or dark. Wear your hair up off your neck and away from your. Face. Wear extra deodorant; for everyone's sake, please do this. (I also add some under the boobs, just a tip.) also, if you experience deodorant failure, please don't stand in front of me on the metro with your arm stretched super tall so that I am in direct line of fire from your pit. Stand in the back and hold on to the railing on the side of you, 'kay?
5. Go to the grocery store. I hopped into Monoprix looking for a snack and a drink and almost swooned in joy as I walked yo the freezer section. Did you hear that? Oh, that's just a heavenly chorus of angels singing. It took all of the willpower I had not to skip through the aisles, fling myself into the dairy section, and roll deliriously amidst the refrigerated goods. I spent at least half an hour looking at stuff I had no intention of buying bc it felt so good to be there. Alleluia, amen.
6. Find yourself a shady spot in a garden and stay there. On Tuesday, it was 97 in the city. I hung out in Jardin les Plantes on a bench and sketched and people-watched for a couple of hours. I found that if I didn't move and if I occasionally fanned myself when the breeze stopped, the only sweaty parts of me were my back and the back of my knees. I could live with that.
And a bonus - take a lukewarm shower as soon as you get home for the night. Don't forget to shampoo your hair! This cools me off, cleans me up, and is often enough to help me fall asleep.
Paris, I love you, but this week you've been almost too hot to handle!