Ahhh…the evaporative.

A 14 YEAR WAIT ENDED TODAY. In a rare fit of prudence during a coolish spell, we booked these guys in a few weeks ago and were thrilled to bits that we were having our Evaporative Cooler (with five ceiling ducts) installed ahead of a four day burst of heat (35-33-41-31). Apart from the installers not arriving yesterday as scheduled (which prompted Kim to go into a Ducie-like frothing rage), everything went well, and even the dogs were happy to let total strangers own their house for a few hours. First impressions were not great – I suppose two months of living in an air-conditioned Houston apartment brought unrealistic expectations. Now that I’ve vacuumed up the plaster dust and recycled the Cascade Light beers that I offered the installers, and refocused the duct guides, it cool as anything on the couch, in fact even a little chilly at times. I found it mildly annoying that when scoping the system, they insisted on locating the ducts as far from the windows as possible (this creates the best air-flow) even when I told them that I was unlikely to ever open the windows, as they were all deadlocked as a result of three break-ins over the years. Still, the front and back door are open, and it’s 34C outside and probably about 24C inside. Just lovely. Even the big black box on the roof isn’t overly intrusive.