Okay people. I know I’m wimpy, and I know that all of you who’ve just had 3 inches of snow (sorry, Chicago) already hate me quite a bit, but I’ve got to tell you I’m freezing to death. Remember how in the summers in Chicago I whinge constantly about the heat and the humidity and long for autumn? Granted, I’m not as bad as Phineas, what with his annual plea for air tickets to Iceland or a brick to the head, but I never thought I’d actually get to the point where 90 (that’s 32 for you Celcius folk) in the shade would be an acceptable temperature for me. Nonetheless, now that I’m here in Melbourne, after some 4 and a half months in tropical climes, 20 (that’s about 68 for you Fahrenheiters) degree weather makes me want a parka and mittens. Seriously. I don’t know what I’m going to do in New Zealand. I can just see myself now, huddled in my sleeping bag in a tent up on a mountain somewhere, wearing every single piece of clothing in my backpack.
On a slightly less inflammatory note, there is a news flash: much as I don’t like jinxing these things with premature announcements, I’m going to go ahead and tempt fate. There is a chance that in the next six months or so I’ll be moving to Sydney. For now, let’s just say I’ve met a very interesting person who’s got some very interesting projects to work on (many thanks to Eric for the introduction!). So who’s coming with me?
Freezing to death in Australia, freezing to death in Thailand, its Weeza’s Freezing to Death Tour 2003! 🙂
Seriously though, right now I’d take those 60’s in a second. I know its cold for ya compared to Southeast Asia, but its still not too bad. And theres no snow to slip on and trudge through and swear at. Be happy about that.
You chose a really good winter to get out of here, though, it was markedly worse than last year. And very cool news about the project, granted I know more than most folks so I will say it is very cool indeed. Congrats! 🙂
Me! Take me away from the land of evil war-crazed chimp people! Me me me!