Some don't like it hot - Kev's Travel Stories

This episode is really a play on the words, some like it hot, the famous movie that really became a sort of a legend.

But we're discovering on our travels, particularly this summer, that there are many who don't like it hot.

And they're increasingly finding the strain of hot breaks very difficult, not something that's actually pleasant.

And if a holiday is anything, it's supposed to be pleasant.

So if it's becoming semi-unendurable, then there's a problem, isn't there? So this week's story, again, isn't really about a destination.

I sum it up as a fountain, two children, and a small electrical fan held up to the face.

And for me, it's becoming the story for the first time in 40 years of traveling that I wanted to leave somewhere on for one reason only, and that was the heat.

I've always been what I'd call a sort of a heat warrior.

I generally have never once been the man complaining in the shade.

When I loved Egypt from the moment I stepped off the plane into all that dry, almost brutal heat of the desert.

I loved Asia, Bangkok, the markets, the actual physical...

Heat in the air.

If you'd told me 30 years ago that heat would one day beat me, I'd have laughed at you.

I was the one telling other people to stop moaning, drink some water, take refuge in a nice hotel or one of those incredible shopping centres which are like 16 degrees.

So...

This isn't a story about a man who never liked the heat finally admitting it.

This is a story about a man who loved it for 40 years.

And then, one afternoon at the Trevi Fountain, something shifted.