The air conditioning in our room is beyond useless. It churns out warm air and makes so much noise it drowns out the trams passing directly outside the hostel.
The Swedish girls have decided that the perfect antidote to the heat is to sleep in their knickers and only their knickers. Yes, that's right they lie there in plane sight ontop of the sheets clad in nothing but a pair of boy shorts seemingly oblivious of the 6 blokes also in the room.
Perversely, I'm starting to feel downright prudish in my shorts and T-shirt.