As a southern boy (NC) in Brooklyn, it’s the cold that is the hardest to adjust to. Not the traffic, not the subway system. The horrible, unrelenting cold. Yesterday was March 6, and in the afternoon it was 28 degrees.
Today I found this outside a cafe.
“Spring? That’s the one with the snow, right?”
You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to Costa Rica in a few weeks. If you could get away to anywhere right now, where you go and why?