I went to Marketfest tonight for the first time this year. Such a hugely horrible idea. First of all, I grew up in Arcata. I don't know how many of you are familiar with the weather in Arcata, but I'll let you in on a little secret; the all time high over there is in the 70's. It's never hot there. There is fog. All the time. Thick fog in the morning which burns off into thinner fog in the afternoon. Until the evening fog rolls back in. Fog usually keeps the temperature right around 60 degrees. This is the weather I grew up in for 18 years of my life. 60 degrees all year round. Lots of rain, even more fog, and the occasional burst of sunlight for a total of 20 minutes a week. Now, compare this weather to the ghastly weather here in Redding. It was pretty darn close to 100 degrees today. I've lived in Redding for 6 summers now, and I promise you, I'll never get used to this heat. You know what I'm talking about... the kind of heat that makes you think your skin is literally melting off of your body... the kind of heat that makes your brain physically shut down... I become the most unpleasant person known to man kind when I get hot. I'm not even kidding. I turn into a disgruntled, grouchy, whiny, short-tempered, sweaty, sassy person when I'm hot. What's worse is mixing the heat with large groups of people. That just makes me anxious and unpleasant... not a good combo. For those of you who have ventured out to experience Marketfest, you know that there are always a million people milling around Library Park, trying to find the spot where the giant misters hit you just right. So huge group of crazy people paired with unbearable heat equals a pretty unhappy and grouchy Emily... Next time I'm thinking about going to Marketfest, will somebody PLEASE talk me out of it??
6 comments:
I am with you on the heat for sure....and then when you add other nasty sweaty people to the mix....people who have no concept of personal space or who look left while walking right....I get straight up gangster on people. Barking helps.
I went once and wasn't very fond of it, either. There's just something about the sweltering heat and shirtless, half-drunk guys that left me feeling "yuck".
I feel like I could've written your post Emily! I'm back in my hometown Santa Cruz for a few weeks and SOAKING UP the 70 degree weather, drinking hot tea not being reduced to a pool of sweat, not shaving my legs and wearing jeans everyday b/c I can. It's bliss. I know Redding will welcome me home with 112 degrees when I come back!
I'm with you. I love the sunshine but frying eggs of the concrete is ridiculous.
Emily, you are hillarious...im laughing at you. Im going tonight and Im so STOKED now...lol..but seriously, I am...and Im going to get lots of great veggies and I dont even care what you say! :-) lol...I love you a lot.
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