The news out of Malaysia before we came up on Wednesday was of a heat-wave, one powerful enough to make the government consider closing schools. On our way up the highway we saw one roadside fire, possibly proof of how dry and combustible the vegetation had become. But by the time we reached KL the rain was falling, and falling hard. So far it's rained everyday, at length, usually in the afternoon. So we've not been basking in the sun, but enjoying the cooling breeze and dancing between the raindrops.
Either way, anything's better than a cold, wet, miserable English winter, says this patriot.