We feel so much more productive, so much more eager about getting up during summer in Melbourne. As the summer sun rises early, rolling out of bed gets easier and so does the at-least-30-minute commute to work in the CBD for many of us each morning. When rays of summer sunshine poke through my blinds and shine on my face at 6am, I groan about how early it is, then remind myself of all the time I have to see the world.
This has always baffled me. Numerous times I’ve went down to St Kilda beach on 30-degree days decked out in a loose-fitting white T-shirt and shorts. After ten minutes or so of strolling on the sand under the cloudless sky, beads of sweat scramble to form on my forehead and back.