What I mean to say is this: I never understood cold weather! When I started travelling and experiencing things like snow, the cold weather part was the least pleasant of the whole affair. Give me summer any day, I always thought.
Fortunately, I met many, many wise people who all started to tell me the same thing: there is no bad weather, there are only bad clothes. It took me a while to learn this (how could a Perth girl figure out which kind of winter coat from the many I saw at the shops in Bratislava or Heilbronn was actually the right one for winter - they have spring, summer and autumn coats there too!). However, you can see in this photo that by the time I got to Finland, I was onto something:
|Dressed warmly and appropriately for a -20C Finnish day|
Now I know to all of you who grew up with cold weather this will sound like I'm not the brightest gal around, but here's the truth: I was honestly very surprised by how warm the "right" clothes kept me. I spent at least a couple of years of my travels freezing before I really got the hang of buying good winter clothing that actually kept me warm. What a fabulous invention!
The reason I'm writing this post is not so much to allow you all to make fun of me, but it's really for the small minority of people who, like me, grow up having absolutely no clue about how to deal with cold weather because it never gets cold where they are. Learn from my mistakes! Go and get some proper winter clothing before you go travelling to cold places! (or buy it there if, like here, it's nearly impossible to get decent winter clothing where you are).
And to reassure me I'd love to hear from some of you who also learnt the hard way. Let me know in the comments. I promise not to laugh at you.