Italian lady in Canadian winter
This is the fifth winter I spend in Canada, and I can’t believe I am still alive.
Let me explain. For those of you who don’t know me, I am from Sardinia, a lovely Italian island in the Mediterranean sea.
I spent all my life, going to the beach pretty much from the Easter weekend to the end of September, and often longer.
That is why for me winter = +5ºC
No surprise then when I say Canadian winter is really a big deal for me. To be honest even Canadian people sometimes complain about their own winter, so please don’t blame me.
However, I have noticed that in the past couple of years my approach to winter has changed. Maybe because I have realized that complaining does not make anything better, but even more because of an algebraic equation that took me a while to get:
Canada + Winter = REALLY COLD
I do not complain anymore, I actually decided to make the most of it.
First I do not care if I look ridiculous when I walk on the street because I am covered: I will wear anything it’s going to make me feel warm. In fact, if I would ever soil myself with a fashion crime, I hope it’s going to happen during a snow storm, where you cannot see anything beside white, and especially you are just thinking about getting home and drink some warm eggnog instead of thinking I do not have a sense of style.
I have also realized that getting ready for winter can be fun, and it gives me one more reason to go shopping.
Picking a winter jacket can be tricky, that’s why you have to look for:
Some times this means you have to sacrifice your taste for something warm that is going to keep you alive while you are waiting for the bus at -20ºC, but it also means you are allowed to buy yourself a nice and elegant coat for all those times when:
- you will see yourself in the mirror and will refuse to leave home looking like a sausage or a huge pickle (never buy a pink or green winter jacket)
- you are going to look out the windows and decide to call a cab
Then there is the BASIC TOP FIVE MUST HAVE:
- lip balm
The SURVIVAL KIT is my favourite:
- knee socks
- hot chocolate
- hand lotion
- soft sweater
Finally, there are the best winter reliefs:
They don’t make winter go away – I have learned nothing does - but they make you feel better!
It doesn’t matter if every time I get outside the wind in my face feels like that day, when the airport door opened and the Canadian winter punched me right in the face for the very first time.
I know I will survive again.
P.S. If you see a snowman, please make sure it’s not me!