As we move on through November, the water is getting pretty cold, like “time to get a thin wetsuit” cold. Nights can be chilly, requiring the use of a light cotton throw-over. Days can still get pretty hot, but the rank humidity has toned way down. For a gringo whose spent the last 6 months in a 90+ degree / 90% humidity environment, I now have a new definition of the meaning of “getting cold”:
It’s “getting cold” when I’m sitting out on my patio at night, in my underwear, and I even get the slightest feeling that I could use a tshirt.
That’s when I know it’s getting cold.
We’re thinking of going to LA, sometime in the next few weeks. Sunny, palm-tree, bikini LA. To me it sounds about as warm as Vancouver, right about now. But hey! at least I’ll get to wear pants!
i hear ya, man. i’m in s. fl. and when things started to “cool off” here, i had the same thoughts.. one day i was coming back to work and had the windows down and thought, “wow, it’s just beautiful. crisp, even!” i checked the temp when i got into the office and it was, gulp, 82.