That disclaimer is required just in case my god daughter and son are reading this post :).
Anyway, spring is dawned and we are commencing to get the heatwave albeit occasional drops of rain are released to encourage more heat from the scorching grounds. Am not sure about yours, but our air-con, at our humble abode, works pari passu with the weather. Mind you, the machine is still good and we clean diligently, and have a professional to check and maintain annually. Can you imagine the cooler is screaming at 19°C, the fan level is put to high, but the room temperature is not even up to the Eskimo's standard yet? Plus, I am not even donning much clothes (let's not go into details ;), but I have no objection if you let your imagination runs wild :P) and it is not enough to keep me cool! To think that I am some one who is afraid of the cold.
So, there was this night I decided to throw all my earthy clothes out of the window and sleep with my birthday suit. And, yes, the room's air-con was still at full blast and I happily tucked into the comfort of my comforter. You may think that I had reached slumberland within a minute, but you guessed incorrectly.
Instead of experiencing cooling cold, I was getting hotter by the minute, no, it should be second. Incredible, right? I was expecting to be shrouded with a cold blanket, with the cooling air kissing and teasing my fair light skin. On the contrary, I could feel the pricky heat creeping onto my soon-to-be-irritated skin, and perspiration soon to form. I threw off my comforter, hoping the God of Stutterring Cold would bless me, but alas, the onslew of the heat rage invaded my slumber sanctuary from all corners.
I finally surrendered the idea of having the 280 threadcount bedsheet caressing my soft bare skin. Had my Significant Other threw me my skimpy tank top, and guess what, it was so much cooler than in the buff. Weird, huh?
Till now, I still cannot comprehend. Is my body generating more heat than usual or what? And no, I was not sexually turned on either. Do our bodies' temperatures not lower when we sleep? How can so many others enjoy sleeping in the buff? I am pretty sure they do not experience such heat invasion as I did, or else, they will not be advocating this habit.
A friend told me that the bed at Grand Hyatt Hong Kong is magnificently comfy and cooling. That, should be the ideal haven for sleeping in the buff. Hmm....right, am gonna get my own first hand experience, on my next visit to the Pearl of the Orient.
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