It's 10pm, and it's 85 degrees fahrenheit...
...and packs of shirtless Chinese men are roaming the streets. Yea, that's how they roll out here. Seriously though, this weather in Shanghai makes me want to molest my inner child. It's that bad. Not only is it hot, it's drippingly humid. It feels like I'm trapped in some very obese man's armpit. I can only pray to the Flying Spaghetti Monster and hope that the electricity holds up through the night so that I may continue to shower in the cool, dry air that is so copiously vomited forth from my air conditioner.
So that's how it is.