This was taken from my previous page...cut and paste...cut and paste...
It has occurred to me that I'm probably acclimating to the cold...kind of. After living here for 2 years, I now own 6 or 7 pairs of boots and heavy coats with hoodies. Whereas back home, I never owned a pair of boots and all of my coats were thin and basically for style. Keep in mind, California has perfect-condition weather, majority of the time. Rain is probably the worse we'll ever have it (besides the nasty shaking of the faults, but that's another topic).
Don't get me wrong, I still find myself with Californian-tendencies. Running for my coat anytime there's a slight gust of wind, hint of flurries, or simply when the sun's not shining. You must realize, "freezing rain, flurry, and wind chill" was once a figment of my imagination, but is now a daily dose to my winter vocabulary. I'm not as bad as before though because I find myself laughing when I hear that when it's "cold" back home - cold to West Coasters is anything BELOW 70 degrees - they literally run for their coats.
You'd be glad to know, I actually feel the difference in warmth when it's anything above 20 degrees. Weird, but cool, literally.
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