hot and cold
"If the Pilgrims had landed in California, the East Coast would still be wilderness."
-Ronald Reagan-
Since I'm in the library, I can't procrasturbate. So plain old procrastination will have to do.
As you already know, I'm not a huge fan of winter. So I thought I'd explain my position, just for fun.
I like seasons, in theory. But I have never found a place that gets it right. Los Angeles doesn't really have seasons. It just gets slightly colder for a few months and rains once in a while. And then for a few months, it gets really hot.
New England DEFINITELY doesn't get it right. It's nice for about 5 weeks in the Fall and 5 weeks in the Spring. Otherwise it's hot and humid for 3 months in the Summer and freezing and wet for 6 months in the Winter.
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Since I don't like either of those extremes, I choose Los Angeles' lack of seasons. At least when it's hot it's dry heat. And at least when it's cold, it's not painful or dangerous.
If I could design perfect seasons, it would look like this:
I agree with you guys that there's something nice about escaping from a snowy afternoon, cuddling up inside with a cute boy, some hot cocoa, a friendly dog, and a fire. I also love to ski and snowboard. It's definitely fun to play in the snow, and I enjoy changing up my wardrobe to include sweaters and jackets and hats.
But let's be practical...how often do you have time to do any of that? My life hasn't looked like a Calvin & Hobbes cartoon for many years. The REALITY of living through winter in Boston or New York is that you still have to get up and go to work every day.
So, you stand naked in your freezing bathroom waiting for the water in the shower to get warm because the pipes are frozen. You have to shovel your car out of the snow, or trudge through that mucky, cold, dirty, melted snow to get to the subway. Either way, you probably have to wear snow boots and then change your shoes and socks once you get to work.
If all goes well, you don't get in an accident on the way to work because of the ice on the road, or delayed because the snow plow guy slept in. Thankfully you bought that really ugly AWD Subaru that you never would have imagined yourself driving as a kid. But you probably ought to start looking for a new one, because this one has a rusted chassis from all the salt they have to put on the roads.
Once you get to work, you find that you're sweaty because you had to trudge from the parking lot to the office wearing all those freaking layers of clothing and then pack into the elevator with all the other sweaty marshmallow men. So you hang up your wet jacket and wet scarf and wet gloves and wet boots, and then you have to smell that disgusting wet wool smell all day. Too bad nobody but your secretary ever sees all the cute sweaters you bought to spice up your wardrobe. Anytime anybody else sees you, you're wearing that damn parka. So you look THE SAME. every. single. day.
You can't go out for a quick bite of lunch without putting all those layers back on, so you eat the gross stuff they serve in the company cafeteria, and it makes you fat. But you don't care, because nobody will see your body until May. So you just let yourself go.
When you get home, there might be a cute boy and a dog there, but you're tired from a day of work. You don't have time to light a fire, and you certainly don't have time to cuddle. You have to take the dog out for a piss because he's been locked up all day so he doesn't freeze to death. Oh wait, no need for that. He couldn't wait and he pissed on the rug you were going to cuddle on with the cute boy.
And even if you wanted to light a fire, you'd have to go chop some firewood, or at least put on all those freaking layers to go out back and pull the tarp off and bring some in. So you microwave some leftovers and go to bed and start all over again.
My solution? VISIT the snow on your vacation! Live in a place that doesn't have winter (like Los Angeles) and drive 2 hours to the local mountain ski resort. You get all the benefits of winter (cute boy, fire, playtime, skiing etc) but you don't have to go through all the daily crap that goes along with living in the snow. Chances are, you'll actually get MORE enjoyment out of the snow that way because it'll be novel and fun. You can concentrate on doing all the fun snow stuff, and it'll never be dampened by the crappy snow stuff.
Now we've seen winter in Cleveland; lets examine the other side: winter in LA. I admit that there are some crappy things about living in a hot place. Probably the worst thing about it is being sweaty. Of course, the "winter" places have that problem too in the summer. And, in fact, it's worse there because it's usually humid in the summer in places where it snows in the winter, so you sweat any time you walk outside. Dry heat doesn't do that. It makes you hot, but at least in my case, I don't sweat unless I exert myself more than usual. Walking to the office from the parking lot will not make me sweat, even in the summer.
Another downside of living in a hot place is...seriously, I'm struggling to think of one. Ummmm, it is expensive to run the air conditioner all the time? Uhhhh, you don't have that much variety in your wardrobe. Oh, here's a good one: the leaves don't fall off the trees until February, and they don't really turn pretty colors first. I'm really having trouble thinking of much else.
The ONLY thing I can think of that would give me some pause is the pleasure of seeing the seasons turn. I think there's something elemental, something hard-wired into the human psyche that makes us crave that natural change every 3 months. It gives you a sense that you're alive. And, certainly, after a 6 month winter it's wonderful to see the snow melting and the birds returning and the flowers blooming.
In fact, my guess is that that's why people don't up-and-move to places like LA in droves. They grumble and cuss all winter, talking about how much it sucks. But then when Spring comes, they forget all about how awful Winter was, and they're happy to be where they are. It's a wonderful thing, and I definitely understand that.
But it just seems to me that having the reward all year is better than being punished for six months and THEN getting the reward. I mean, would anybody really choose to go to jail for six months just for the pleasure of being released? It seems equivalent to me.
Let me describe an average winter day in Los Angeles, and you can decide which you like better. You wake up and it's a little chilly. But not so cold that you can't throw on a sweatshirt and take the dog for a nice walk around the block before taking your shower. All your neighbors are out walking their dogs too, so you do a little nice chatting.
You shower, put on some pants, a shirt and maybe a jacket (definitely not a big coat), and you hop in your car. Of course it's a convertible, because in the summer you'd want the top down every day. But on a nice winter day, you can still put it down if you turn the heater on. So you drive to work with the wind in your hair. As you're driving, you notice all the cute local college boys jogging around or heading to the gym. After all, people aren't able to hide under big winter coats in a place like this. Being vain, they take good care of their bodies year-round. That's really nice when you get one in your bed naked.
When you arrive at work, you drop your car off with the car wash guy. It makes sense to get your car washed and take care of the paint job because it hardly ever rains, so your investment in the wash won't be for naught. And since there's no salt on the streets, cars don't rust in a place like this, so they retain their resale value a lot longer. You're pretty glad you invested in the hot looking Porsche. The college boys definitely noticed it.
Since you never have to bother with umbrellas or heavy coats, you don't mind running out to the local outdoor food court for lunch every day. That's where you see the guy from the office building next door and flirt. This weekend he invited you to his cabin at the local ski resort. Good thing he doesn't have to wear a giant coat, so you can see how hot his arms are. Good thing the weather is nice enough that you both go out there every day...otherwise you'd never have met him!
After work, it's easy to go a little bit out of your way on the way home to grab some sushi from that new place. Thank God there's no snowdrifts on the sidewalk! It'd be such a pain to park that you probably wouldn't bother. You want to eat healthy, because you have that big weekend coming up at the ski resort. Since you'll have nothing to do but ski, cuddle and have sex, you want to be in top shape. Maybe you should go take a jog on the beach to get your legs in shape.
Anyway, I'm obviously being extreme and ridiculous. But that's basically how I feel about it. Live in a place where the weather is always nice, and VISIT the places with the crappy weather. That's plenty.
Here's another reason I would rather live in a hot place than a cold place: In my opinion, it's more fun to cool yourself off than warm yourself up. Like I said, it IS fun to drink hot cocoa and sit by a fire or cuddle under a blanket. But I think it's MORE fun to drink a beer and jump in a pool. I realize many of you will disagree. I have had countless battles over that opinion.
Now, just for the record, I'm not intending this as an attack on those of you who live in cold climes. Sometimes when I state my opinion on this, people interpret it as a knock on their hometown, and they get all emotional in their defense of Wyoming. That's not it at all. This is just my OPINION about the relative benefits of living in places with certain kinds of weather.
And this is also NOT an argument that LA is better than the rest of the country. I am the first to admit that there are MANY reasons not to live in LA, so don't bother trying to convince me of that. I can understand that for some people traffic, superficiality, smog, earthquakes etc FAR outweigh the benefits of the weather. I can understand that people want to live where their families are. Or that they value the history of the East Coast more than the weather. Or whatever. In fact, I'm glad people want to live elsewhere. I think California has too many people already. So, don't get all worked up. This is just me stating my silly opinions. And I'm ONLY talking about the weather.
What do you guys think? Tell me why I'm wrong. Tell me why you prefer a Pittsburgh winter to a San Diego winter. Tell me why you'd prefer to be cold than hot.
-Ronald Reagan-
Since I'm in the library, I can't procrasturbate. So plain old procrastination will have to do.
As you already know, I'm not a huge fan of winter. So I thought I'd explain my position, just for fun.
I like seasons, in theory. But I have never found a place that gets it right. Los Angeles doesn't really have seasons. It just gets slightly colder for a few months and rains once in a while. And then for a few months, it gets really hot.
New England DEFINITELY doesn't get it right. It's nice for about 5 weeks in the Fall and 5 weeks in the Spring. Otherwise it's hot and humid for 3 months in the Summer and freezing and wet for 6 months in the Winter.
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Since I don't like either of those extremes, I choose Los Angeles' lack of seasons. At least when it's hot it's dry heat. And at least when it's cold, it's not painful or dangerous.
If I could design perfect seasons, it would look like this:
Fall: Average temperature of 72, leaves fall off, occasional heavy rain (but mostly at night).
Winter: Average temperature of 55, one snowstorm on December 24th at night, lasting until noon of December 25. Then it melts immediately. It can rain, but ONLY at night. If there's a little frost in the morning once in a while, that's fine. Some fog would be cool too.
Spring: Average temperature of 72. Light breezes, light occasional rain showers in the afternoon.
Summer: Average temperature of 85. Light breezes. No rain. Frequent afternoon thunder, just because it's awesome.
I agree with you guys that there's something nice about escaping from a snowy afternoon, cuddling up inside with a cute boy, some hot cocoa, a friendly dog, and a fire. I also love to ski and snowboard. It's definitely fun to play in the snow, and I enjoy changing up my wardrobe to include sweaters and jackets and hats.
But let's be practical...how often do you have time to do any of that? My life hasn't looked like a Calvin & Hobbes cartoon for many years. The REALITY of living through winter in Boston or New York is that you still have to get up and go to work every day.
So, you stand naked in your freezing bathroom waiting for the water in the shower to get warm because the pipes are frozen. You have to shovel your car out of the snow, or trudge through that mucky, cold, dirty, melted snow to get to the subway. Either way, you probably have to wear snow boots and then change your shoes and socks once you get to work.
If all goes well, you don't get in an accident on the way to work because of the ice on the road, or delayed because the snow plow guy slept in. Thankfully you bought that really ugly AWD Subaru that you never would have imagined yourself driving as a kid. But you probably ought to start looking for a new one, because this one has a rusted chassis from all the salt they have to put on the roads.
Once you get to work, you find that you're sweaty because you had to trudge from the parking lot to the office wearing all those freaking layers of clothing and then pack into the elevator with all the other sweaty marshmallow men. So you hang up your wet jacket and wet scarf and wet gloves and wet boots, and then you have to smell that disgusting wet wool smell all day. Too bad nobody but your secretary ever sees all the cute sweaters you bought to spice up your wardrobe. Anytime anybody else sees you, you're wearing that damn parka. So you look THE SAME. every. single. day.
You can't go out for a quick bite of lunch without putting all those layers back on, so you eat the gross stuff they serve in the company cafeteria, and it makes you fat. But you don't care, because nobody will see your body until May. So you just let yourself go.
When you get home, there might be a cute boy and a dog there, but you're tired from a day of work. You don't have time to light a fire, and you certainly don't have time to cuddle. You have to take the dog out for a piss because he's been locked up all day so he doesn't freeze to death. Oh wait, no need for that. He couldn't wait and he pissed on the rug you were going to cuddle on with the cute boy.
And even if you wanted to light a fire, you'd have to go chop some firewood, or at least put on all those freaking layers to go out back and pull the tarp off and bring some in. So you microwave some leftovers and go to bed and start all over again.
My solution? VISIT the snow on your vacation! Live in a place that doesn't have winter (like Los Angeles) and drive 2 hours to the local mountain ski resort. You get all the benefits of winter (cute boy, fire, playtime, skiing etc) but you don't have to go through all the daily crap that goes along with living in the snow. Chances are, you'll actually get MORE enjoyment out of the snow that way because it'll be novel and fun. You can concentrate on doing all the fun snow stuff, and it'll never be dampened by the crappy snow stuff.
Now we've seen winter in Cleveland; lets examine the other side: winter in LA. I admit that there are some crappy things about living in a hot place. Probably the worst thing about it is being sweaty. Of course, the "winter" places have that problem too in the summer. And, in fact, it's worse there because it's usually humid in the summer in places where it snows in the winter, so you sweat any time you walk outside. Dry heat doesn't do that. It makes you hot, but at least in my case, I don't sweat unless I exert myself more than usual. Walking to the office from the parking lot will not make me sweat, even in the summer.
Another downside of living in a hot place is...seriously, I'm struggling to think of one. Ummmm, it is expensive to run the air conditioner all the time? Uhhhh, you don't have that much variety in your wardrobe. Oh, here's a good one: the leaves don't fall off the trees until February, and they don't really turn pretty colors first. I'm really having trouble thinking of much else.
The ONLY thing I can think of that would give me some pause is the pleasure of seeing the seasons turn. I think there's something elemental, something hard-wired into the human psyche that makes us crave that natural change every 3 months. It gives you a sense that you're alive. And, certainly, after a 6 month winter it's wonderful to see the snow melting and the birds returning and the flowers blooming.
In fact, my guess is that that's why people don't up-and-move to places like LA in droves. They grumble and cuss all winter, talking about how much it sucks. But then when Spring comes, they forget all about how awful Winter was, and they're happy to be where they are. It's a wonderful thing, and I definitely understand that.
But it just seems to me that having the reward all year is better than being punished for six months and THEN getting the reward. I mean, would anybody really choose to go to jail for six months just for the pleasure of being released? It seems equivalent to me.
Let me describe an average winter day in Los Angeles, and you can decide which you like better. You wake up and it's a little chilly. But not so cold that you can't throw on a sweatshirt and take the dog for a nice walk around the block before taking your shower. All your neighbors are out walking their dogs too, so you do a little nice chatting.
You shower, put on some pants, a shirt and maybe a jacket (definitely not a big coat), and you hop in your car. Of course it's a convertible, because in the summer you'd want the top down every day. But on a nice winter day, you can still put it down if you turn the heater on. So you drive to work with the wind in your hair. As you're driving, you notice all the cute local college boys jogging around or heading to the gym. After all, people aren't able to hide under big winter coats in a place like this. Being vain, they take good care of their bodies year-round. That's really nice when you get one in your bed naked.
When you arrive at work, you drop your car off with the car wash guy. It makes sense to get your car washed and take care of the paint job because it hardly ever rains, so your investment in the wash won't be for naught. And since there's no salt on the streets, cars don't rust in a place like this, so they retain their resale value a lot longer. You're pretty glad you invested in the hot looking Porsche. The college boys definitely noticed it.
Since you never have to bother with umbrellas or heavy coats, you don't mind running out to the local outdoor food court for lunch every day. That's where you see the guy from the office building next door and flirt. This weekend he invited you to his cabin at the local ski resort. Good thing he doesn't have to wear a giant coat, so you can see how hot his arms are. Good thing the weather is nice enough that you both go out there every day...otherwise you'd never have met him!
After work, it's easy to go a little bit out of your way on the way home to grab some sushi from that new place. Thank God there's no snowdrifts on the sidewalk! It'd be such a pain to park that you probably wouldn't bother. You want to eat healthy, because you have that big weekend coming up at the ski resort. Since you'll have nothing to do but ski, cuddle and have sex, you want to be in top shape. Maybe you should go take a jog on the beach to get your legs in shape.
Anyway, I'm obviously being extreme and ridiculous. But that's basically how I feel about it. Live in a place where the weather is always nice, and VISIT the places with the crappy weather. That's plenty.
Here's another reason I would rather live in a hot place than a cold place: In my opinion, it's more fun to cool yourself off than warm yourself up. Like I said, it IS fun to drink hot cocoa and sit by a fire or cuddle under a blanket. But I think it's MORE fun to drink a beer and jump in a pool. I realize many of you will disagree. I have had countless battles over that opinion.
Now, just for the record, I'm not intending this as an attack on those of you who live in cold climes. Sometimes when I state my opinion on this, people interpret it as a knock on their hometown, and they get all emotional in their defense of Wyoming. That's not it at all. This is just my OPINION about the relative benefits of living in places with certain kinds of weather.
And this is also NOT an argument that LA is better than the rest of the country. I am the first to admit that there are MANY reasons not to live in LA, so don't bother trying to convince me of that. I can understand that for some people traffic, superficiality, smog, earthquakes etc FAR outweigh the benefits of the weather. I can understand that people want to live where their families are. Or that they value the history of the East Coast more than the weather. Or whatever. In fact, I'm glad people want to live elsewhere. I think California has too many people already. So, don't get all worked up. This is just me stating my silly opinions. And I'm ONLY talking about the weather.
What do you guys think? Tell me why I'm wrong. Tell me why you prefer a Pittsburgh winter to a San Diego winter. Tell me why you'd prefer to be cold than hot.
posted by Matt at 4:20 PM
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Spoken like a true California boy.
As a Boston area native, I like the variation of the seasons, but agree sometimes it sucks. I get bored with the same old thing all the time. I've lived a bunch of different places and ended back up in NE. They sucked way more.
The plus side to all the layers is that you can do one hell of a strip tease for someone
As another Californian, I love Los Angeles. We have warming and cooling trends. However, if you want snow, you can drive up to Big Bear or fall leaves, drive up north. Being rasied here, I do not see the point of weather, nothing against those who do. I can honestly say, I still get a thrill out of thsoe Hollywood hills.
new yorker here, and lately i've been wanting to go to school out in california or somewhere south but i think i would also get bored of it pretty quickly and miss the 'seasons' change.
Clevelander here.
First of all Matt, WINTER HAS NOT ARRIVED YET IN NEW ENGLAND! Jesus, what will be your state of mind when it actually does get quite cold there? Your hysteria over soon-to-be but not yet evident winter weather is hilarious. Of course, being from LA, you probably confuse Fall weather in NE with winter. Talk to me in late January or early February.
Cleveland has had mild winters in some regards for the past few years. My first year here was horrible. The sun disappeared sometime in November and I swear it did not make another appearance until March. I had never in my life imagined anything so gloomy. And, it snowed a little every day. Coming from TN I was not use to this at all. It was very depressing, and I'm sure I experienced Seasonal affective disorder that year.
I've become use to the weather - pretty much - by now. I Love snow. I like walking in it (the heavier the better), I love being inside and watching it snow and having the cold wind howling and whipping it all around. I don't have to drive in it, as I walk to work. Driving could change my state of mind about it alot. I HATE winter rain. All winter precip should be in the form of snow as it's much more fun, pretty and much less annoying than cold winter rain. Being wet is not bad in and of itself. In fact, it can be enjoyable. But being wet and freezing is awful. That all said, I'm ready for it to go on its merry way by early March. When it doesn't heed my word, and decides to linger -- well, that's when things start to get ugly.
Experiencing all four seasons is the only way I think I would have it. Sure, it would be nice to be able to go outside and enjoy yourself everyday of the year, but you do sacrifice something. The turning of the seasons is not only beautiful, but it places you firmly in the cycle of life (birth, awakening, growth, maturity, decay, and death). It also keeps you on your toes, demonstrates that nature is undeniably beautiful in all its many faces, and activates different instinctual proclivities (nesting, mating, etc,)
For myself, Southern California will have to remain a place that one only visits.
paco
I love LA weather, and yet I also love those gorgous spring and fall days in NYC when the weather is mild - However, I live in Colorado which I also love. Here even when it's cold out, like freezing cold, we have stark, bright sunshine. It may be raining or snowing and we still have sun. That's not something you get anywhere else. If I had to pick a place to spend THE REST OF MY LIFE - I don't think I could - I enjoy all these places and the seasons they offer way too much. But I can see why you enjoy CA over the East.
Damn Matt it's November 15th and it was in the 60's today. Not exactly winter weather. I love living in Boston and don't think I could handle Cali for very long. Maybe it's just because I'm from here and used to it but I think the harshness of Boston weather is exagerated. Plus you can't snuggle by the fire watching the snow fall outside in L.A. Get back to me in January though I may change my mind.
I've lived in Phoenix and Tucson for the last decade or so and I can find quite a few things wrong with incessantly sunny, "pleasant" weather.
You know it's bad when your local news station has an "El Nino" celebration. When people stop working to run outside and enjoy the 5 minutes it rains here - a few times a year.
When you have the highest rate of skin cancer incidence in the nation - and the medical bills to prove it.
It's actually legal to trade in freon here, because of the sheer cost of cooling with other environmentally safe chemicals.
I've begun to intensely dislike the constant sun, blue skies and warm weather. Halfway into November, it's still 80+ out and dry as a bone. I look forward to moving to the pacific northwest as soon as I graduate.
Matt:
I live in Atlanta, and it is just about the perfect climate for me....4 definite seasons, with long springs and long falls.....leaves turn color, about 3 weeks of wintry weather in January, some ice storms, etc. Summers are hot and humid. The city is actually at 1000 feet elevation, just at the beginning of the foothills to the Appalachian mountains.....different from what people think of as the South.
I blame the pilgrims. When that thar ship of theirs hit that rock near Boston, they should have realized how cold it was and got back on the ship and headed south. Fuckers!!!
I live in Texas, where it is always hot, save some cooler weather sprinkled in during the fall and winter. And I agree about "visiting" the cold weather places; I go to Toronto every winter, and get more than my fill of snow. Even though i only see it once a year, the novelty wears off about the time that we're leaving the airport and you see the piles of nasty brown snow all along the roads everywhere you go...
As someone who lived in Cleveland for 10 years, Florida for 8, and now Los Angeles.... the biggest thing I have to say is that I miss the snow, but not having to deal with it.
I miss having seasons. In Florida, you don't have four seasons. Like anywhere else in the tropics, you have two: wet and dry. In the summer, it rains every day around three o'clock, unless of course you're experiencing a drought -- then the four hurricanes in a two month period make up for it. Then you've got winter, which is just dry and uncomfortable, and almost cold enough to enjoy the cold weather fashions... but not quite cold enough.
I miss Autumn. I remember raking up piles of leaves, just to run and jump into them. I miss the oranges and browns and yellows and reds in the leaves: I've seen nothing but green for nearly ten years. There's no sense of time. It's harder to get excited for Thanksgiving or Christmas when it looks like the Fourth of July outside.
I miss Winter. I remember when dreaming of a White Christmas was completely realistic. Yes, you have to wait for a snow plow to get to go anywhere, but sometimes it's nice to slow down and just enjoy everything from home, take in everything around you... run around, have snowball fights, make snow angels... those were good times. Granted sometimes it was sometimes a little gloomy, but not if there was snow.
I miss Spring. I remember when Spring was something different. Seeing life return to all your surroundings is amazing. In the warmer climates, there's no change. I remember when Spring Break was different from any other week of the year.
I miss Summer. I know how cliché it is to say about Florida "it's not the heat, it's the humidity." But it's soooooooooo true. Back home in Ohio, there were pretty much only two weeks of the year when the humidity was intolerable, and even then, you just enjoyed it and ran through the sprinklers. We didn't have air conditioning, and it was fine. In Florida, it's not just hotter and more humid, it's like you can actually feel the sun burning you, and it is like that for half the year.
But... I love the beach. And I've lost my tolerance for cold weather. I used to be that kid who wore shorts year round and said "It's not THAT cold." Those days are gone, and that's fine. Even here in LA, it's colder than Florida Novembers ever were. It's of course far warmer than Ohio ever was, and it was nice going to the beach just a week ago.
LA weather is amazing. I am so happy here. I sort of wish it would get colder for winter break, but, I can accept that it won't, it's fine. And I love how it almost never rains. I occasionally enjoy a big storm and putting on some emo music, but in Florida it was either drought or hurricane, no medium.
Here's what I want: to live where I can experience all four seasons, but not have any of them be TOO intense, and not be too far from a beach. Then, for a few weeks every winter, vacation at a ski resort in New Hampshire or something. I miss Cleveland, I don't miss Florida, and I'm loving LA.
As a Jersey Boy, I have to let you all in a little secret: the best mix of seasons is in the Mid-Atlantic region. From Jersey to the Carolinas, we get every temp at some point during the year. We get snow, but between the usually not-so-cold temperatures and massive amount of traffic, the snow is out of the streets fairly quickly.
Growing up in NJ and then heading to NE for grown-up life - and having dated a guy from San Diego - I wouldn't trade our seasons for anywhere else.
True, it seems like springtime is just an extension of winter and then plunges right into the hot, humid summer, but for me, autumn makes up for all of that.
I just don't think I could ever get used to Santa in shorts, standing by an Oleander tree in LA or FL.
As a native Texan who has lived in more states and countries than I can list but which include Cali, Colo and Virginia (sorry I don't do yankee land), I have enjoyed snowy climes, especially Switzerland and France, but prefer the weather in Rome, Athens and Dallas. The last snowy place I lived was Fort Collins Colorado, and I swore when I left I wanted to move far enough south that no one knew what a snow shovel was, much less a sno-blower. We don't really have winter here in Dallas, and I am so glad. The people around here can't drive in rain much less ice and snow. However, I do miss the beaches and the boys you see there. I think, Matt, that like you I will stay warm and visit the snow when the urge strikes, but never again will I live in it.
winter = layers = any glimpse of skin becomes super hot....remember the scarcity rule!
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