So this time the room felt cooler, but when I got up to take a rest (still in heart attack mode) I saw that the temp was 107. Wait, 107?!!! Oh god, THAT'S why she kept telling us we were doign a good job and that it was REALLY hot in the room.
I am so glad I am going with John and not by myself. It's nice to have someone to laugh with, especially if the laughee is a 60 year old man with silver bikini breifs on.
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