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Mayank Bhatt has learned to love Canadas snowy climate.
10 reasons why I love Canadian winter
In a little more than two years of living in Canada, Im no longer in dread of the long and harsh winter.
Mayank Bhatt
So, whos afraid of the mighty Canadian winter? Not me; not any longer. In a little more than two years of living in Canada, Im no longer in dread of the long and harsh winter. In fact, I was actually looking forward to it this year, given the unusually warm climate weve had.
Here are 10 reasons why I love the Canadian winter. Winter is:
1. When I can wear several layers of warm clothes and hide (although not completely) my beer belly.
2. When the static in the artificially heated rooms makes touching another person an electrifying experience. (Does this happen only to newcomers?)
3. When the whiteness that I see from my apartment window is blinding, but also calming and soothing. And those two trees down below one with snow-covered leaves and the other bare-naked stand together complementing each other; coexisting peacefully despite being different.
4. The bus stops are empty, although the buses arent, but getting on into a warm bus is so pleasant.
5. Losing your favourite pair of woollen gloves that you bought in Mumbai (from Roopam, the only shop in that bustling megapolis that sells winter clothes), spend a sleepless night in remorse, only to then serendipitously find them on your work desk the next morning.
6. Buying snow boots from Zellers every year for my son, who wont stop growing.
7. The end of daylight saving and the start of long, almost unending nights. Its dark when you reach work, dark when you reach home, nearly dark at coffee break. Some find it depressing; I find it soothing.
8. Wearing velvet moccasins at home. I bought them at a dirt cheap price and wore them to work intermittently through summer, only to realize that they are slippers youre supposed to wear at home.
9. Walking through snow-laden walkways. I enjoy being a kid as I deliberately plonk my way through freshly laid snow.
10. Summer is so many months away. Im sure this will sound strange to a Canadian, but to anyone whos spent his life quite near the equator, the sun holds no charm. (http://www.canadianimmigrant.ca/immigrantstories/immigrantblogs/article/7971)
10 reasons why I love Canadian winter
In a little more than two years of living in Canada, Im no longer in dread of the long and harsh winter.
Mayank Bhatt
So, whos afraid of the mighty Canadian winter? Not me; not any longer. In a little more than two years of living in Canada, Im no longer in dread of the long and harsh winter. In fact, I was actually looking forward to it this year, given the unusually warm climate weve had.
Here are 10 reasons why I love the Canadian winter. Winter is:
1. When I can wear several layers of warm clothes and hide (although not completely) my beer belly.
2. When the static in the artificially heated rooms makes touching another person an electrifying experience. (Does this happen only to newcomers?)
3. When the whiteness that I see from my apartment window is blinding, but also calming and soothing. And those two trees down below one with snow-covered leaves and the other bare-naked stand together complementing each other; coexisting peacefully despite being different.
4. The bus stops are empty, although the buses arent, but getting on into a warm bus is so pleasant.
5. Losing your favourite pair of woollen gloves that you bought in Mumbai (from Roopam, the only shop in that bustling megapolis that sells winter clothes), spend a sleepless night in remorse, only to then serendipitously find them on your work desk the next morning.
6. Buying snow boots from Zellers every year for my son, who wont stop growing.
7. The end of daylight saving and the start of long, almost unending nights. Its dark when you reach work, dark when you reach home, nearly dark at coffee break. Some find it depressing; I find it soothing.
8. Wearing velvet moccasins at home. I bought them at a dirt cheap price and wore them to work intermittently through summer, only to realize that they are slippers youre supposed to wear at home.
9. Walking through snow-laden walkways. I enjoy being a kid as I deliberately plonk my way through freshly laid snow.
10. Summer is so many months away. Im sure this will sound strange to a Canadian, but to anyone whos spent his life quite near the equator, the sun holds no charm. (http://www.canadianimmigrant.ca/immigrantstories/immigrantblogs/article/7971)
