So it's that time of year again, FSU students are on the move in Tallahassee. For some, it's attending FSU orientation to start college, for others it's moving off campus and into an apartment (where the independence really begins and they realize there is no cafeteria and they have to actually use that thing in the kitchen called a cooker (translation: stove).
What we see here at the Little English Guesthouse are our guests (FSU parents) moving clothing, furniture, video games and piles of tut (translation: stuff) into cars, jeeps, rickshaws, back-of-a-donkey to get their child relocated. Today it is one hundred and twelve degrees Fahrenheit (notice how spelling out those numbers makes it seem more dramatic, like there's a drumroll going on in the background). That's 45 Celsius for those of you living in Europe.
Much as we love Tallahassee, that is just TOO HOT for July. Will August bring temperatures that make us liquefy as soon as we leave our air conditioned homes and offices? Hope not.
Meanwhile, we offer cool rooms, ice water, umbrellas (making your own shade is a great idea and personally I've realized, prevents my hair from catching fire) and a sympathetic ear to other mature adults (translation: middle aged) who find themselves dehydrated, exhausted and looking for a place to collapse and get a proper nights' rest in Tallahassee.
You're welcome. See you again when you're collecting them for Christmas break. Bring extra baskets for the donkey.