Some of my readers have accused me of being a whimpy Aussie because I can’t use a barbie and I don’t like it hot!
Well, poo to them.
I never said I didn’t like the hot weather. You see, it’s all to do with the food in Ukraine.
Since I’ve lived in Ukraine, I’ve put on about 5 kilos, or perhaps a little more. The result is, I’m weighing the most I have in my life.
Another result is, all the lovely everyday summer clothes I brought with me from Australia no longer fit me. The only clothes that (just) fit me are the heavy winter skirts and shirts I bought when I first came to Kyiv.
And before you say anything, I don’t want to go out shopping for clothes that fit. Firstly, because I actually really want to be (and hopefully am in the very slow process of) losing weight.
Secondly, clothes in the shops here are rather arbitrarily priced, which means that most things that are about double the price you’d pay back home. Weird, isn’t it? Cheap food, expensive clothes. Doesn’t really make sense to me.
But really and truly, give me hot weather any day over snow and slush. There’s nothing better than sweating, and walking around in just a skirt and shirt with sandals. No coat required.
Too bad I only have one skirt that fits at the moment.