Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Sunday, 26 January 2014
Snow and ice
Sometimes, I re-learn the hard way what it means to live in the North, in the wintery land that is the Saguenay, evenif I am originally from here. I took a walk earlier in the afternoon. I had taken a much longer one yesterday, which I had found pleasant enough. However, since yesterday, the temperature had dropped a few degrees, the way was very icy and there was a nasty wind that would freeze every bit of uncovered skin. I had very warm clothes, but the top of my face was of course uncovered. Facing the wind, it felt like walking through an icy hell. And it is not even the coldest winter I have experienced. I got soft, I guess.