July in Barcelona meant strategically booking intensive (all-day) students who had air conditioning and then spending weekends on the roof. Just like in this pic from 2009, I’d take a little of everything I needed to amuse myself: fiction, history, French grammar exercises and cold cherries with a Coke Zero. A lot of the day would be spent sleeping since it was too hot to do so indoors.
July in Paris has meant strategically planning what to wear since it hasn’t yet been hot, but it can become quite cold very quickly. Also, there’s lots of dodging under awnings when yet another rain storm hits. Friday it rained FIVE times. Granted, two were only sun showers that lasted a couple minutes, but the others were full-on downpours that left the streets flooded since it was more than the sewer system was designed to deal with all at once. It’s almost getting to be more than I can deal with.