I grew up in Ohio where we did not have central air conditioning. We opened windows during the summer and let the breeze in. I can still be in a house that is 80 degrees and be comfortable because there is a breeze. This drives my husband - who is an A/C lover - crazy. Conversely, I can also be in a house that is 50 degrees and the windows are open and be comfortable too. This also drives my husband crazy because it is too cold. To me the 50 and the A/C feel the same so I can't figure out what the problem is. When I moved to Florida I understood the concept and benefits of A/C. I still don't like it, but 75 degrees A/C is way better than 150 degrees and roasting.
So we move to a tropical country where central A/C does not exist. What? Are they crazy? Apparently. What we have in our apartment is unit A/Cs. We are actually lucky that we have them as some places do not, plus these units also have heat. There is no heat here either which is bad in July and August when it can get down into the 40s. Bbrrrr, cold!
But back to the A/C. I still can't stand it. I would rather open the windows and enjoy the breeze. This, however, will never work here. Why? Well I will tell you. First of all we are on the 13th floor. No worries, 13 is Ricardo's lucky number. Second? We have no screens on our windows. So anything flying around outside is welcome to come in, or someone inside is welcome to go out too. Third, the river is next door. Even 13 stories up you can taste the smell of the river. So I have decided to enjoy A/C. Well enjoy is all relative I guess. At night when Ricardo has it blasting, with no covers on, I am totally under the sheets, the down comforter, and wearing flannel pjs. You cannot even see my head above the blankets. But it is way better than the alternative. And I will enjoy it to the best of my ability until we move back to the Northern US where I can open my windows again.
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