There's nothing more American than watching the symphony on a 90-degree night. Every moment I thought about complaining, I remembered the peeps in costume, all wool and discomfort. Plus, I was with pretty amazing people. The high temperatures really don't seem all that horrible when in good company.
Also: living without Internet at home is slowly killing me. Slowly. Killing. Me.
Also: it highlights how spoiled I am. Really.
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