Four furnaces of China

We are staying in Nanjing, which is one of the "four furnaces of China." It was about 95 degrees today and the humidity was about the same. What, you say? It's just like home? Well, actually it is. The people from Denver complain bitterly, but I have very little to say about the heat, since it really is this hot in July and August in Tallahassee. Since both my accomodations and my classroom have air conditioning, I can't complain.

People are sensible about the heat here. There are few people out mid-day, and the streets team in the evening. In the early morning, old people people exercise and people take their babies out for air in the square near our hotel. Even many of the street vendors close in the middle of the day. One of my colleagues borrowed a bicycle, which promptly got a flat, and she couldn't fix it until this evening.

The young women here wear summer dresses, knee length or a tiny bit higher, but they don't show stomachs or chests. The dresses often have very classic styles, and they often wear high heeled sandals. They are very pretty. Of course, most of the university students wear blue jeans. I am beginning to think that all university students around the world wear blue jeans.

The campus is well shaded because nearly every street is lined with mature trees. An urban campus, it has an extraordinary amount of green space, including little forested areas with concrete paths through them, and a lovely man made lake.

But there are also deep stormwater run off canals, that smell a trifle too much like open sewers for my taste. Everything has a downside, I suppose.