This past weekend was exactly what we've been longing for - 80 degrees and sunny, no intermittent rain, and a general feel of summer. When we first arrived in April and temperatures were reaching 60 degrees for the first time, we couldn't believe how packed all the outdoor cafes were. After all it wasn't THAT warm. And now that everyone's home is sweltering, Londoners are out even more.
It's just a shame that there isn't an infrastructure to handle it. Like many other cities in Northern Europe, homes just aren't equipped with central air conditioning because it rarely creeps above 72 degrees, and our place is no exception.
The Underground feels pretty disgusting, especially at rush hour. One day while riding the train Heidi noticed that her shoulder felt a little moist, only to realize that she had been wedged under someone else's armpit. Gross.
And having to wear suits to work everyday doesn't help either. My company's casual summer policy - ties optional - doesn't make much difference. After all last summer I was used to wearing a t-shirt and jeans to work every day. At least I'm able to walk to work and avoid the stifling feel of the tube.
On the weekends the recent warm-up has meant that there are even more markets and open-air concerts to enjoy, and this coming weekend looks to be just as promising. Anything that presents an excuse to get out and explore the city more is just fine by us.