I live in a country that goes half way to boiling point in summer (Kuwait in summer = human tandoori). I have lived in Mumbai where the humidity on an average day is about 65 %(*1). But nothing and I mean nothing can prepare you for Kerala in April.
Note: The views expressed in the article are from what I best understand of my religion. These are my own views and in case I do unknowingly hurt sentiments, I apologize in advance for it. I am a Muslim. I belong to the Shia sect. And recently I visited Karbala (a town in Iraq). To get you a little acquainted with what I am trying to state here, if you are: A Hindu: it is equivalent to being in Kurukshetra where the battle of Mahabharat was fought. A Christian: Visiting the exact cross where Christ must have been crucified. A Buddhist: Stood under the tree where Buddha attained his enlightenment.
The first thing I expected to be hit by, when I entered mecca was His Magnanimity The first thing that I was actually hit by, Man’s Unquenching Thirst for Urbanization.