Ok, everyone wants to know how I'm handling the heat. It's not that bad, yet,... I like to think I'm coping well. so here's how it goes...
It's 80 or so when you wake up but it feels nice because the sun isn't up. I don't know why the sun comes up early here and sets earlier than Florida. Dad said he looked at his globe and we were the same longitude (?) as northern Florida. The sun is coming up at 4:45 am today and setting at 6:44 pm. It's strange. It's a challenge, since being in the Army, we're supposed to do more before sunrise than what you do all day long.
I was swollen and bloated the first few days here, it completely went away within a week. I have lost a few pounds from sweating and burning calories to keep my body cool. I think I already mentioned that I was standing in the shade at 7am last week and sweat was running down my back. The highest it's gotten has been around 110. That is also tolerable. What makes it difficult is that when the wind blows, it actually makes you hotter because it's like standing in front of a giant blow dryer on high. And throw in a little microderm abrasion treatment on top of it. My sunscreen is working and don't have much of a tan and no burns. However, I get flushed with heat. It's freaked a few people out. It looks like I'm wearing a red mask because my face is perfectly outlined along the jaw line and the edge of my hair. I told them as long as I am red it means the blood is flowing. If I turn white, let me know, then we got a problem.
In the evening around sunset, things get a little nicer. The wind comes in off the water and the sun is behind a building on it's way down. The concrete and the streets continue to give off ambient heat for hours. Your still sweating, still drinking water.
I drink one rehydration drink a day, a juice or two, and water the rest of the time. My skin is doing ok. I put moisterizer on once a day like I always do. My hands - well I do them all the time as always. They are starting to dry though because we are required to wash our hands at a hand washing station before we enter the dining facility. The soap is viscious and removes all forms of life or any hope of life from your skin. I am going to order a gallon of jojoba oil and coat myself it every night to make sure I leave Kuwait with some skin intact.
So you sweat, your clothes are drenched, the wind blows, you dry, you sweat,... it never ends. If you are wearing cotton and not the under armor heat gear, you feel like a giant spit ball somebody's been working on for 5 minutes to get it good and juicy before launch.
The instructors try to scare us and tell us that it gets up to 150 degrees and this was the hottest place on earth. There was some scuttlebutt about that since people were saying Death Valley and somewhere in Africa hold the record. But when you realize what goes on around here it may be true. The Kuwait government controls everything, including the weather, or at least how it gets reported. They have labor laws that restrict work above 120 degrees. So guess what, it never officially gets above 120 degrees. I have a little hand held thermometer but it too only goes to 120 degrees. hmm...
I came over here with the attitude that I wasn't going to discuss the temperature or complain one time about how hot it is. That's the way it is. You could complain about it every second of every day. But I prefer to spend my time talking about something other than the obvious and uncontrollable. So I'm done with the temperature topic.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment