As you know, there’s a new blog every week. Every single Monday again. No matter if it’s Christmas or the middle of summer, and no matter if I’m running around at the Eurovision Song Contest or lying on a beach somewhere in the south of Spain. There are times when I type the blog in my woolen jumper snuggled up against the heater, and there are times when I sit under the parasol of a cute bar with my laptop in front of me and with a glass of ice cold limonata next to me. In those two and a half years of blogging, there has never – ever – been a valid reason for which I couldn’t write a new piece. Until today.
The Italian Meteorological Institute has issued a heat alert, warning of poor air quality and “significant discomforts due to the high temperature”
Because I don’t remember it being thirty-nine degrees on a Monday before, with the perceived temperature generously exceeding this. The Italian Meteorological Institute has issued a heat alert, warning of poor air quality and “significant discomforts due to the high temperature”. A blanket of heat covers Rome and is almost intoxicating. The eternal city sighs and puffs.
And that’s how I came up with the grandiose idea of setting a tropical schedule for myself
It’s so hot that even the most minimal physical activity (read: lifting my fingers to type these words) makes you break out in a sweat. And that’s how I came up with the grandiose idea of setting a tropical schedule for myself. Something like a self-imposed rule that my blogs can only contain a maximum of three hundred words on days with temperatures of (almost) forty degrees. Because I know myself well enough: before I know it, I enthusiastically start elaborating on my latest Italian adventures to then find myself still typing some five hundred words and one-and-a-half-hour later.
An official tropical schedule it is, that has been unanimously approved in a one-woman vote
So, an official tropical schedule it is. As it has been unanimously approved in a one-woman vote, I have to round up this blog now. After all, I have already written more than 280 words. Those last twenty words I’d like to use to wish you all a wonderful week full of balmy summer nights. Oh, and one more thing: the next blog will be written and published from the Netherlands, so it’s going to be one for which the tropical schedule does not apply. Unless things go really crazy, that is…