It begins with a little sign. Christmas trees mark the sidewalks, decorations appear on fences and street crossings, and flurries of snow fall from the skies. My first snow in NY comes in the first instances of Christmas. I was asked to visit the Rockefeller Center and I will attempt to do so Wednesday following my final.
With Christmas comes the bone chilling cold of the East Coast. As a West Coaster, this is something I am not even remotely accustomed to. Let me share a few observations then. Like the heat in CA, it helps to keep moving. But nothing, and I mean nothing, can prepare you for the hurt that accompanies the wind. You may be slightly less than comfortable walking down the street or waiting for a bus, but when the wind comes up, you want to scream for relief.
I was given a skull cap and that has been a welcome and much needed addition to keep my ears and head warm. In time I am certain gloves will be necessary and I am most certainly considering growing a full beard. But for the most part, the freezy chill is avoided by hot drinks, subway rides, and generally staying indoors.
A final interesting observation is meeting all of the transplants also not accustomed to the weather and those that say it just isn't as bad as Chicago and so on. So they tell me, it only gets worse. Brace yourself, they tell me, for sub freezing temperatures and a wind that only continues to shred your outer senses. Bring it on I suppose.
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