Summer in Israel has arrived.
You know, the kind of weather where you are afraid to get in your car, where your hands get blistered from touching the steering wheel, where you feel that bead of sweat on your neck that won't go away 'til November, where the sun is so strong you have to squint your eyes even with sunglasses on, where your children and husband (wimps, every last one of 'em) beg for blessed relief.
I just hope the woman who created air-conditioning won some kind of Nobel Prize.
Tomorrow the mercury is going to hit 40 degrees Celsius. I'm to hot to figure out how much that is in the American language, but trust me we're baking over here.
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