Do you know what kills Vibe for me when I am eating out in summer? Well, the second for the smell of warm garbage on the pavements of the city, which moist the mood, no matter how cute it is, how cute. It is knowledge that the person who was sitting with me also knows about the beads of sweat gathering on my nose and forms an ineffective sweat on my upper lip, which desires my desire to look calm and cold. Instead of impressing with my irresponsible impressive, or sending the attraction of a person unaffected by the constant inconveniences of the city life, I am melting into a warm dirt.
I grew up with a praise for the Spanish fan, my mother will incite the wrist with a lax and satisfactory flick in hot churches or summer park trips. Fan-filled Clack made it clear that his rest was non-perfect and did not require any justification. On fairs and festivals as a child, I tricks around a battery-powered gauze fan. These were my mother’s fans and effective, certainly easy, but they are too high for regular life. I needed a high-technical, low specific option that I could bring to a variety of places. In the last summer, I got a solution: A USB-thread, folding handheld fanWhat I first saw on Ticketkok, the source of all endorsment for sub-$ 20 plastic gadgets. What I have is listed by the brand jisulife, and it currently goes for just $ 15. Long and pellet -shaped, the fan has two round nabs at one end, in combination with a decal on the side, it looks like a bear. I have pink, but the visual effect is clear on brown. there are Other, Non-Touched Fan DesignsBut I like how smooth it sounds when stored in my bag, in which there is no risk of falling in the black or ball-up old receipts blades. Just look at the appearance when it is folded – some people have given me a strange look when I publicly took it out of my tot.
Unfold it and one half becomes a handle, while the other exposes the blade of the fan. Tap on the power button and you get two amazingly effective speed. You can catch the fan, as I am waiting in the humid intestines of the metro in July. Or, you can horizontally push back the handle to act as a stand so that you can set the fan on a table, as I did in an insufficient air -conditioned jersey noise in the last summer. After a day, filled with the outrage of the season – I was poured on the bus, sandy, sunburn, and simply by a seagel, in the center of my face. (I rejected my editor’s suggestion to call it Segalseyi.) A cold beer and some fan fan time kept me out of the meltdown area. The motor is powerful enough to make a comfortable air, but is weakened enough to make the sound of intrusion (sometimes I also set the fan on my desk, out of the frame during microphone-on meetings).
Do I need to say something else? The fan is also a multitasker. Tap the power button, while it is folded, and it is a flashlight, or reveal it and use it as a portable charger (I will not rely too much later, but it helps me to get out the level of the previous scary-less battery to go home). I felt that it would be disposable waste, the kind of thing I would leave after some uses and then feel guilty about it, but it was more than my expectations.
I charge the fan every few days through the USB-C cord that connects my computer, and when I need it, it has died on me yet. It comes to my rescue at picnic, beach days and outdoor dinner. It removes insects, allows me to have some composition while commuting, and helps me feel less self-conscious about face-pest conditions. Being in my bag seems that it is assured that rest is in hand; This is a feeling that sometimes dismisses me in summer. Every time I pull it into the train, I hope I inspire someone else to take my own fan.
As my mother, the Filipino woman who is she, always either her Spanish fan or a native heart -shaped, knitted palm fan, I bring my bear -shaped tool everywhere. The inconvenience of summer, and the concerns it creates, cannot be completely avoided. But with the right equipment, it can be reduced – learned lessons. We become our mothers, simply modern (and hopefully with less sweat).
I have not yet found a solution to deal with the smell of waste, though.
