Tropical

You can tell Autumn's setting in. It's not just the chilly mornings and evenings, that rapid drop in temp when the sun disappears. Nor the fact that all the vineyards along my commute (eat your heart out!) are dropping their leaves and turning a variety of golds and reds. It's not just the mist or the cold fronts.

Nope - it's that I've got this sudden hankering for tropical heat.

You know that kind? Think humid and you're half-way there.

I had a sudden flashback just now to time spent in Queensland and on the Gold Coast of Australia. Where you step out to find the air warm and damp, not chilly-biting. Where walking out of an aircon environment is like stepping into a sauna. Putting your toes in the sea is the same as sticking them in a warm bath. Even when it rains it's hot. And you don't have to layer on the clothes to survive - it's shorts, shirts and sandals weather all the time, complete with golden skin and fruit-for-supper.

That's what I have a hankering for today.

Oh, and probably the holiday spirit and utter relaxation associated with those two spots. Yup, still on an inner mission for escape/holiday/break - though I'm getting there slowly. As both home and work settle down I'm starting to regain equilibrium.

Nevertheless, every now and then I get these sudden urges for a place, a feeling. Today it's all tropical.