Sick Building Syndrome

I’m a Brit.

I’m a TYPICAL Brit – as in, we always complain about the weather!

One of my own personal pet-hates is AC.

When he and I spend a night in a hotel anywhere in the world we have a constant fight.

Him : AC on full blast. Also the TV.

ME : Turn it all off.

Him : Shout and cuss and turn it all back on again.

And so on and so on.

I swear to God that AC, to me, means INSTANT ILLNESS. From blocked nose to thumping headache to sore throat to fatigue to full-blown flu.

When was the last time you saw a Bedouin on his camel humping (!?) around an AC unit?

AND – did you know that Bedouin and all other desert dwellers cover themselves from head to foot in either linen or WOOL?

OMG. How do they survive?

Don’t bother answering.

P.S. I have a huge fondness for the kind of bathing suit shown above. So much sexier than budgie smugglers :o)

Legionnaires’ disease, anyone?

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