That's what you get, BWL, the ol' "grass is always cooler" syndrome. Except for me, that is. I went to New York City in late July and early August and after one really hot sticky day it cooled off nicely for the rest of the week. And we didn't get rained on at all (if you don't count the uppity Chinese fruit seller who did try to rain on our parade a bit).

This boast probably means we'll swim out of NYC next trip.