True story.....first time I ever went out west, flew into Phoenix. Got there 7 or 8pm. 108 degrees. Definite culture shock. Could not believe it could be that hot. But hey, it's a dry heat they say.
When at Fort Huachuca I remember my neck actually feeling like it was baking but I was not uncomfortable due to the absence of humidity. (I liked the weather but, no ocean....)