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I landed at George Bush Intercontinental Airport in the middle of August, walked through the air conditioned terminal towards the rental car transport buses, and when the double sliding glass doors opened up to let me experience Houston's outside temperature and humidity it was like the gates of Hell opened up in front of me with the dark lord himself standing outside laughing and waggling his tongue and making the heavy metal 'devil' sign with his fingers as flames erupted around him.

Only indication of how bad the weather would be was when deplaning from the aircraft into the terminal jetway and I felt the oppressive heat leaking through the narrow gap between the plane and the boarding ramp like escaping radiation from a meltdown fission reactor's core.

I had a brand new rental car with AC/Delco air conditioning and it did next to nothing even at full blast at highway speeds. Only place I've ever been where I experienced *hot* rain.

At home they asked "How was the weather in Houston?". I said "Absolutely satanic. Like living in a hot shower for a week."

I don't care if Houston's streets are paved with gold. No way I could live there.

A few years ago I flew back to Houston from a business trip to Denver. The plane landed at IAH and was taxiing to the jetway. You could tell which of the passengers were visitors from Denver, because they were gasping at the steam coming out of the vents and flooding into the passenger cabin. (I gotta admit, it was pretty impressive.)

Then, while exiting the plane, a few the Denver natives collapsed onto the jetway, complaining that they were unable to breathe because "the air was so heavy." And yeah, when you step out into the Houston air after being in a dry climate for a few days, it does feel like somebody whacked you in the face with a wet towel. Solution: go find some air conditioning. We have plenty of it. ;-)