Oh dear. Could I look like more of a Brit abroad in this
picture?
This is not an Indonesia snap. It appears that I have not,
after all, got the hang of the weather here and its possible effects at all. I
managed to do the effects of this photo to myself in HK.
When it came for that first round of golf I wrote about
yesterday, I peeked out the window to see what the weather was doing. Thick,
lowering, grey-black cloud, and forecast to stay that way all day.
So, I ventured out in cap and polo shirt, as you do for golf,
without any sun cream.
By about 4pm that afternoon, well after I’d got out of the
sun, I began feeling irremediably hot, despite having the aircon on, and a bit
itchy. I nipped to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and cried involuntarily
in horror, as I had gone unexpectedly, lividly red.
Turns out, the sun here is so strong that even on an
overcast day, 3 hours out in it will burn you to a crisp.
I capped off this ridiculous sunburn – openly got laughed at
in the street and on the tram, quite right too – by running late for our
Cantonese lesson and in my haste grabbing the first T-shirt I could see and
dashing out the door. Fashion disaster, much – red on orange?!
Unsurprisingly, Claire and Cecilie, our teacher, though this
was all jolly hilarious, and snapped this for the record.
*At our Canto lesson, we learnt the word for red: Hong.
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