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Monday, November 15, 2004

The Weather Outside is Frightful 

This weekend, it snowed about four inches in Boston--our first major snowfall of the season. And November isn't even half over yet. It's getting dark by 4:30 (we're very far north and east). And I'm beginning to remember why I don't want to live in Boston longer than I have to.

Of all the places I've lived for more than a year (Salt Lake/Provo, São Paulo, D.C., and Boston), I like the weather in Boston the least. By far. I think I like the weather in Utah the best. Utah has four distinct seasons, hot in the summer, cold in the winter, but not oppressively so. Boston, as we have noted, has very oppressive winters. D.C.'s summers (and I've spent the last four summers there) are often too sticky and heavy to ever be truly comfortable. And I think you have to look westward to find a really happy medium (New York has Boston's winters and D.C.'s summers, not the other way around).

While I was suffering in the snow on Saturday, Shelly was in San Diego for a friend's wedding, wading in the ocean and exulting in the fact she was wearing sandals all day. I think I hear the theme song of "The Beverly Hillbillies": "He said, 'California is the place you oughta be!'"


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