I know I said a while back that I was looking forward to Egypt because it'd be a cool change compared to here, but there's something seriously wrong about a universe in which this is actually true.
I mean, four 40+ degrees Celsius days in a row? The hottest week in 100 years? DO NOT WANT.
Today was bad enough, and it was only high 30s (and I was inside shopping centers for most of the day).
But yeah, finished last minute shopping for Egypt type things. Important things like comfy sandals. And less important things like a back-up Sudoku book.
Which leaves tomorrow for packing, which ought to be ...interesting.
At least I can sleep in.
Incidentally, why is shopping so tiring? It's not like you're doing anything particularly energetic.