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The humidity.
Oh do I hate the humidity.
But see, it's not just the humidity by itself. No, it's the humidity combined with the smell of all the rotting vegetation. You see, the University of South Carolina (right across the street) prides itself on spending copious amounts of cash on having a beautiful campus. So, every week, if they don't have maintenance planting flowers or cutting the grass, then they're shoveling mulch somewhere.
And it rots. And in the humidity, the smell travels for blocks.
This is why everyone near the University walks around with something to drink. Because if you open your mouth to talk to anyone, the humidity and the smell enter your mouth and party on your tongue. And you stop, gagging on the smell, and now the taste, of rotting vegetation... and then take a swig of your coffee or soda or juice, and try to get someplace civilized (i.e. indoors, where there is air conditioning).
Oh do I hate the humidity.
But see, it's not just the humidity by itself. No, it's the humidity combined with the smell of all the rotting vegetation. You see, the University of South Carolina (right across the street) prides itself on spending copious amounts of cash on having a beautiful campus. So, every week, if they don't have maintenance planting flowers or cutting the grass, then they're shoveling mulch somewhere.
And it rots. And in the humidity, the smell travels for blocks.
This is why everyone near the University walks around with something to drink. Because if you open your mouth to talk to anyone, the humidity and the smell enter your mouth and party on your tongue. And you stop, gagging on the smell, and now the taste, of rotting vegetation... and then take a swig of your coffee or soda or juice, and try to get someplace civilized (i.e. indoors, where there is air conditioning).