Every mile is two in winter. ~George Herbert
Prague is in the midst of a cold snap. It has been in the teens for two weeks, with skies as gray as Rochester's, with nary a hint of the sun most days. Does it exist? I have stopped wearing a tie and good slacks and just wear warm jeans and a heavy shirt and a thick sweater, for I am out in this season, each day, to an extent I thought never possible. When the snickers bar you keep in your jacket inside pocket is frozen when you get to your next class, you know it is Cold outside! Ah, for the warm office on Gibbs. NOT. No thanks. Still enjoying teaching, living austerely, and the thought of Spring to come.
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