There is a famous saying that “only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the noonday sun” and anyone who has been to a hot country that British people frequent will know this to be true. I am one of those Englishmen; when it hits 90F (32C) here in Boston and the rest of my office is enjoying the air conditioning I’m sitting by the river eating my sandwiches and feeling my body temperature rise until it feels on a par with the volcano that the ring is dropped into in Mordor. The only downside is knowing that I could be ravaged by a pack of mad dogs and unless there was another Englishman around no one would be able to save me!
I think the reason that we are like this is because a sunny day is a rare luxury in England so we grow up feeling like any sun can’t be wasted. The sun is a much greater mood lifter for someone where the weather is habitually shit than for those lucky people who grew up in places where the sun actually shone for more than five days a summer. The downside for me is the cold winter; I’m not used to temperatures of -20C so while the locals were out and about I was hiding under 15 layers of blankets and trying to convince myself that humans can hibernate. Swings and roundabouts.
Next time you see a perspiring and rapidly burning Englishman (or woman for that matter) wandering around at the hottest time of day remember; they aren’t crazy or stupid, they are just taking advantage of that lovely sunshine.