I discovered late last night that I should have worn my favorite cap all day -- even if was so hot that I was sweating buckets while we were moving things from the flat to the trailer. Like an idiot I didn't wear the hat and the wrath of the sun has inevitably been dealt: I have, once again, burned my scalp. It's not quite the color of a cooked lobster but it is along those lines.
Sometimes being bald is a pain... literally.
For the rest of the week I'll be rubbing my head down with aloe vera spray and trying not to put my head under the water when I take a shower.