Clow cannot stand the climate of Clow Kingdom.
He hates sand. He hates that it gets everywhere.
He’s used to cooler climates; Hong Kong and
The Shop weren’t that bad.

In Clow Kingdom, he doesn’t have his cards to
deal with cooling things down. For the sake of
Sakura he smiles and plays relaxed, but
internally he wishes he was any place that was
cooler than a desert.

He’s also not fond of the fact he gets sunburns
so easily. Least he gets a nice tan…. and tan