It was hot as an oven, the wind blowing to beat the band; I was alone and the beer had gotten warm. Life had lost all meaning.
That flat-topped hill on the right is Cerro Pedernal.
I arrived Albuquerque around 6:00 p.m. It too was hot, but Ms. Cook was there to greet me.
Warm woman vs. cold beer? The beer can wait...
ReplyDeleteA no-brainer. ;- )
DeleteI love you and i love just such heat, haha i have in a sauna...but that is about it, never in weather above Celcius 35
ReplyDeleteI love you too!
Delete(for photos of Jozien see: https://newmexnomad.blogspot.com/search?q=Jozien )
It is funny how many Germans seem to not mind the heat. I used to be able to handle it, but now, much over 26 Celsius is uncomfortable.