As I write a huge thunderstorm is approaching Belgrade from the east and ahead of it a front of cool air is relieving the city from the inhuman heat of the last week or so. Today any last vestige of fun was stripped from the situation when I experienced a 42 degree Kosava wind blasting into town.
The wind was the same strength and heat as one might get from opening the door of a fan assisted oven that is roasting beef. Officially it was 42 degrees, the hottest day in 15 years. It felt like 60 degrees thanks to the wind which inverts the usual cooling effect when it is as hot as Kosava was today. I doubt the Sahara’s legendary Sirocco is as hot.
Apparently it is over..for now. Although massive forest fires rage in the south, thirty percent of Serbian crops have been destroyed by the extreme heat and hundreds are dead, temperatures are heading down to the mere mid-30s. I just need this storm to wash away the dust and grime and heat and tears and sweat. And I need air-conditioning in my next apartment!
[Update: The storm did not hit us, passed by to the east. But it is cooler. Much cooler!]
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