It’s so far been one hell of a summer here in Holland, with temperatures staying in the high twenties for months now, beautiful blue skies and an absence of rain. Last summer when I arrived it was wet and rainy the entire time. Cold too. The Dutchies complained about how the climate was changing and how summers used to be hot and blue skies all the time.
You don’t say?
The problem is that much like Australia is not set up for cold, The Netherlands is not set up for heat. There are no air-conditioners in the offices in which I work, and those on the top floor are getting close to unbearable. Outside on the fire ground yesterday I was actually struggling somewhat, and this is from an Australian who takes some pride in his ability to withstand the heat.
I held it together nicely yesterday until lunch. We start early so we have lunch early, 11:15 to be exact. But after lunch I got the dreaded carbo-kill, and combined with the stifling heat and physical demands of the job, I was pretty glad to go home at the end of the day. Sat in the garden and stared into space for a while. Don’t know how long I sat out there. I went o bed early, (in the heat), and I’m still feeling pretty zonked today.
What I needed yesterday was a nap. An after lunch nap. We did naps when I lived in Italy, just half an hour, but boy do they make a difference. You put your head down and when you wake up you feel like complete shit for a couple of minutes but then the exhaustion just melt away.
The Chinese have a constitutional right to an afternoon nap. That’s probably just down to efficiency so they can make more doo-dads in a day, but hey, whatever works, right?
So today at work I’m going to raise the issue of naps with my Dutch colleagues. I’m hoping it will go down like the herring that they lower into their outstretched gobs at the Saturday fish markets. Trip report to follow on this week’s podcast.