It's 95 and humid here today. It's hooooooooooooot. Reminds me of that summer. That summer on Hvar, the beautiful, tiny island off the coast of Croatia which is dotted with pine trees, lavender plants, beautiful beaches and beautiful people. The local legend is that it never rains there -- and one hotel advertises that they will reimburse you for the cost of your room if it does (knowing the Croatians as I do, I highly doubt it but the thought is nice). We had arrived by sailboat, sailing with two of my good friends from the States for over a week. We stayed in a small pension overlooking the city -- no air-conditioning, of course, but amazing views of the city harbor. And then due to the scorching heat, the water got diverted to a forest fire. So that night we "showered" with bottled water, headed into town for cocktails and sweated along with all of the beautiful Italians on holiday. Ah, summer on Hvar.