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.
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.
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Yeah, there's no REAL winter in England.
i am such a winter lover but these temps are tough for me to take. when i go out in the morning with teddy it feels like razors hitting my face. but, i would take this over 90 degree weather any time at all!
Jeans+froid = brrrrrr. J'ai preque frois pour toi ;)
No, you never got soft, this is an unusual difficult miserable winter. and every now and then the sun shines.
A few years ago, I used to brag about the sunny days we would receive in winter... They usually make a lot of difference.
Thank you all for commenting. Now I'm back in the UK and cold all the same, but that may be the jet lag.
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