As we prepare to pack everything up to move back to Little Rock, then to Thailand, we’ve been thinking through our clothes, making plans for what to take, what needs to be bought, etc. I took a look at the climate of Mae Sot to help us out.
It was worse than I thought.
The lowest low of the whole year: 62 degrees Fahrenheit. The lowest high of the whole year: 90 degrees Fahrenheit.
Just take a minute to take that in. And, feel free to add the worst humidity you’ve ever imagined.
Oh, no. I think I was at least hoping 60 could be the high for a few weeks. We’re saying goodbye to fall & winter, the two best seasons, for a long while. And we’re signing on for huge hair and sweat as a permanent feature.
I really think the climate in Mae Sot is the worst I could dream up for me. I love being cold. I love cloudy, cool, windy days. It’s clearly orchestrated that God began breaking my heart for the people of Burma long ago. It really requires me loving them so deeply for me to take the risks and make the changes we are in the midst of.
[And what am I to do with all my cardigans? I love, love, love cardis!]