Living in Minnesota, oh, we could swap stories. And coming from Florida, too, from one extreme to another. Yep, I get it. I love the fall. Hate November, love December, and everything after that until Easter is pretty much just holding your breath and getting through it.
As a native of Georgia, I always got to at the very least experience seasons when I was growing up. Very rarely did it snow, but it would at least get cold enough to cause flurries or the roads to ice over a few times a year. It was a nice winter, just enough to get the experience without many of the inconveniences.
Imagine my surprise when I became a Florida transplant and saw people in parkas over sweaters when the temperature hit 65 degrees!
Now that I've been here for a few years, though, I understand. When you live in 90+ degree weather for 46 weeks out of the year, 65 seems like a blizzard may come at any time; best to bundle up and be prepared. I can't imagine a northern winter. I'm sure I could adjust, but not as easily as I did in the other direction.
Sounds miserable! I feel you though on that extreme weather... just for me its the sweltering heat during summer (which is 90% of southern Texas weather).
And worst of all, they love to give directions using landmarks that no longer exist. "Go past where Red Owl was and turn left!" "Right next to where Ben Franklin used to be!" "The place that had that big fire!" Those things are deeply ingrained. In 2011, we had a big flood. The previous big flood had happened in 1969. No less than FOUR TIMES, I listened as an older person said to my teen age daughter, "Well, don't you remember how they did xyz during the '69 flood? This is just like that."
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Totally!!
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Imagine my surprise when I became a Florida transplant and saw people in parkas over sweaters when the temperature hit 65 degrees!
Now that I've been here for a few years, though, I understand. When you live in 90+ degree weather for 46 weeks out of the year, 65 seems like a blizzard may come at any time; best to bundle up and be prepared. I can't imagine a northern winter. I'm sure I could adjust, but not as easily as I did in the other direction.
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Those things are deeply ingrained. In 2011, we had a big flood. The previous big flood had happened in 1969. No less than FOUR TIMES, I listened as an older person said to my teen age daughter, "Well, don't you remember how they did xyz during the '69 flood? This is just like that."
Laugh out loud funny, this one! 😀
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