Spring is in full riot here. Two weeks ago we were sleeping with all the windows closed, with 3 blankets and I was still waking up with a cold every morning. The water was freezing and after an hour of surfing my hands would be numb and my legs would cramp up. Now, we can’t sleep with any blankets and the windows and doors are all wide open. Cuddling is a sweat drenched affair and the water has literally warmed up between 5 and 10 degrees. The calm desert dryness (or in reality - a tamed humidity) has all but been forgotten and the famous jungle humidity of summer is slowly consigning my jeans, long shirts and tighter fitting clothing to the closet. The pool has jumped 10 degrees and is often warmer than the air. Those wispy high flying clouds are slowly being replaced by fluffy white low hanging clouds.
Summer is starting to encroach on spring’s territory.
When complaints about the heat are heard, those who’ve been here year round laugh, it’s as if we all feel that we are at the top of a waterfall, about to collectively jump off into summer. There is a reason why people leave Vallarta during the summer. and although I was here for the rainy part of the summer, I have not experienced the first part, where it is just as hot without the rain to cool things down in the evening.
The heat is comin’ on!
