When I got to San Diego, last Tuesday, it was 70 degrees. I sat outside for a half hour waiting for a city bus and didn't sweat once. I needed a cardigan at night! I ... could go on and on but won't.
It wasn't bad, basically. It wasn't bad at all.
More details to come from my trip to Comic-Con (I stood a foot away from Aziz Ansari, aka Tom Haverford!), but my inbox is, for now, very very angry with me.