I was raised in MN and the shock of landing in Orlando for bootcamp in June nearly shut off my lungs.
Several years later I had the <dis>pleasure of living in Hawaii. While living in 80 and 80 may seem like paradise to some it is pure hell to those of us who believe in 4 seasons, rather than 2…that is, spring, summer, fall, winter, NOT wet and dry…
And when the Trades quit it’s a pure, miserable HELL…hot AND humid, not that hot Texas shit, which I also lived through, rather bearably…
Give me Indian summer any day of the year and I’ll be a happy camper. I’ve never been to the I.O., but I feel your pain, Chief.