I haven't been to Hawaii since I was a child, but as I recall, the weather was just about perfect -- warm, but not too humid. I hate heat and humidity so much that I would prefer snow knee deep year round if I had to choose between the two. So maybe it's not so much that I love winter as that I hate summer.
Where is it Autumn all year? That's where I'd like to be.
I used to hate it, but I have to say it's growing on me these past several years. Down jacket helps for walking around the city. Snowshoeing helps for the blahs. And I guess I've lived through enough winters by now to really know that spring always comes, even when it feels like it will never come. It does.
All this combined, and I really am starting to enjoy it for what it is.
No. I hate it. Always have. Always will. I was born and lived in North Florida most of my life and would complain about the brief winter we'd have there. I'm currently freezing in the PNW counting the days (years) until I can move again.
Oddly enough, I find myself becoming more tolerant to it than I thought I would be able to.
I'm alright with winter. We almost never get snow.
Originally Posted by Lexicon
Snow is pretty, but I hate that it limits driving.
I also can't stand very cold temps- or very hot/humid ones. Bothers my asthma. Plus I'm like a reptile, my body just adjusts to the external temp, and then I can't get warm or cool off for the life of me. I'd still pick extremely cold over the hot/humid combo. I can't breathe in that shit.
I suggest Nevada.
"I took one those personality tests. It came back negative." - Dan Mintz
I like winter, especially if we get adequate snow. I like being out in the snow and don't mind the cold, as long as I have proper gear. I find it easier to get warm when I'm cold than the reverse. There is something uniquely amazing about walking on fresh snow. I tend to be a homebody, so the long, dark, cold days are perfect for staying inside and catching up on projects.
Hope is the denial of reality. It is the carrot dangled before the draft horse to keep him plodding along in a vain attempt to reach it. We should remove the carrot and walk forward with our eyes open. -- Raistlin Majere