^ an Austin tradition typically reserved for the yearly SXSW festival, when the city is flooded with tourists during a time that has nicer-than-usual weather. It is also traditional to develop a cruel sense of joy when people begin complaining about how hot it is in early July, as you tell them it is about to get, somehow, _much_ hotter.
Houston in August is pretty much just misery. That said, we're pretty wimpy in the 40s and acting like it's the ice apocalypse when it's 30, so we earn similar ridicule.
I moved from the Bay Area to Houston in the summer. Having grown up in the bay I assumed that it would cool down at night like it does in California. I was wrong.
