On more than one occasion now I have complained about the heat. While the very warm (and sometimes very hot) days do leave me hot and cranky, perhaps it actually could be much worse...
"By the middle of April, Shwebo was too hot for jujitsu, golf, shooting, or just about anything else; the sky was a burning gray haze, the corrugated iron roofs shimmered, and the birds were too enervated to sing. Arthur was used to heat, but the ovenlike conditions of central Burma were unbearable. 'The temperature has been up to 104 for the past seven days and it is too hot to sleep. Although I miss you it is best that you are not here with me. You would die of the heat. I hate Shwebo but there is nothing I can do. It is difficult to write. I have to use another sheet of paper to stop sweat from spoiling my writing.' The monsoon brought relief at the end of May, but then new trials, as Burma's extensive reptile population, rejuvenated by the rains, slid out of their shaded hiding places. Pythons, vipers, and cylinder snakes took their ease on the paths and tracks. 'On the 13th it rained for two hours and the temperature came down from 108 to 76 degrees, but it is going up again. Shwebo is an indescribably horrible place. There are a great many snakes, so we have to take a torch when we go out at night'."
I am past the halfway mark of Sword and Blossom: A British Officer's Enduring Love for a Japanese Woman and am having a hard time putting the book down. It's only unfortunate that I am such a slow nonfiction reader, but I am making slow progress. A note on the quote--After Arthur's initial posting in Japan to learn Japanese and later in Hong Kong where he was still able to see Masa at least part of the year, he was later posted to India--specifically Shwebo--much to his disappointment. It meant he would not be able to see Masa until after he left the army (only World War I was to get in the way before that could happen). His descriptions of Shwebo do indeed sound very dispiriting. It was a lonely and very small outpost. It certainly had none of the amenities that his earlier postings had. He even had to lay out his clothing on the floor. The quotations within the paragraph are excerpts from Arthur's letters to Masa. I read this paragraph and cringed as I know the feeling, but I can escape into a cool (ish) house.
I am really enjoying this book and will have more to say once I am finished. It makes me want to read more nonfiction--more books about Japan, more books about World War I, more books about India, more biographies...one book always seems to lead to a handful more (particularly with nonfiction).
And just in case you're wondering...the current forecast for Shwebo is disgustingly hot and humid! Today 102! And every day the possibility of rain, meaning it is sticky and humid as well. Of course, perhaps there is access to air conditioning now? I need to remember this post when it is January and subzero outside and I am wishing for heat and sunshine...