I ran across this quote recently and it brought up some memories.
I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.
L. M. Montgomery

For a while we lived in Panama. It was June there all year round. The only changes were the difference between the we season and the dry season. There was very little difference in temperature. We lived in military housing that was built many years ago of concrete. The buildings were raised up on concrete posts so that the main floor was on the second floor. I am assuming they did this to get it away from the many creatures that lived there. There was a maid’s room on the ground floor. ( didn’t have a full time maid) and underneath the house is where we hung our clothes to dry. (I’m sure no one remembers doing that) During the rainy season the clothes didn’t dry for days so that is when we first bought a dryer.
The houses had louvered windows and screens. Most of the people who lived there put plastic over the windows, heavy draperies and installed window air conditioners. That worked pretty well. The only problem was that since the wall were concrete you couldn’t hang pictures except with stick-on picture hangers. (not the good ones we have today) The power went out frequently and if it was out for long the walls began to sweat and all the pictures fell off the walls.
I will write some more about this adventure later but I do want to say that I grew tired of wearing the same clothes all year around. I am afraid I like at least some semblance of season change.
Panama was the hottest place I’ve ever been in terms of raw sunlight. It felt like my skin was sizzling when I was outside too long. We stayed at Rodman Naval Station every time we detached there and flew out of Howard AFB. Panama certainly had its charm and beauty, but I much preferred Puerto Rico for the type of missions we flew.
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I can understand that. Panama is so close to the equator. There is no sitting out in the sun except for a very short while. We lived on the Atlantic side and with the trade winds I don’t remember ever just dying from the heat. It just never changed.
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