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Baby it's cold outside

16/5/2012

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“Err… don’t you have any warmer clothes?”
The pair of tourists looked at me in confusion.
“It’s freezing outside,” I said, indicating my coat, boots, scarf and gloves.
“But we only brought summer clothes.” 
“What ever gave you that idea?”
It was the middle of the Greek winter in Athens, with the temperature hovering around five degrees Celsius (14°F) one miserably cold morning.
“But the brochure shows blue skies and sunshine.”
“Yes – in summer. But this is winter!”
I led them outside to the waiting taxi. The're just going to freeze their butts off, I thought, zipping myself up against the morning frost.
I was amazed by the regular sight of under-dressed tourists, erroneously anticipating glorious sunshine during their brief visit to Athens. Not likely, with biting winds pushing the chill factor closer towards zero.
These naive tourists either didn’t read up about the places they were visiting, or they were grossly misled by their travel agent. I suspected it was a combination of both factors.
I, on the other hand, never travelled anywhere without my well-read guide book, meticulously highlighted and dog-eared at appropriate pages, such as average temperatures, what to wear and recommended vaccinations. 
Be prepared, is my motto. Although I confess I’ve been embarrassingly caught out in the past, like the time I returned home from Peru or the day I went bushwalking in Sydney...

Not too hot, not too cold
April-May is the best season here on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast: We’ve farewelled the rainy season and high humidity and the evenings are comfortably warm. 
We’ve been blessed with sensational sunshine these past couple of weeks, although a chill has started to creep into the air. It’s time to rummage for warmer clothing.
Winter is fairly mild up here, and that’s why I love living on the Sunshine Coast. While we’ve got balmy weather most of the time, I’m temporarily discomforted by the intense humidity or accumulation of mould on furniture and clothes during the rainy season; but they’re minor irritations compared to the rest of the year. 
Besides, there are worse places to live.

I’ve always been a temperate climate type of person. I don’t like extreme heat and I especially don’t like the cold; which is amusing, as I’ve lived in, or travelled to, several cold locations over the years, including:
•  Goulburn (about an hour before Australia’s capital Canberra in the Southern Highlands of NSW)
•  Larisa, Greece (-20°C or -4°F)
•  Karuizawa, Japan (-12°C or 10°F)
•  Camping at 4800m in a tent in Tibet 
Picture
Jan-Feb 1998: Karuizawa, Japan. My home base for two months during the Nagano Winter Olympic Games. While temperatures dropped to -12 degrees C overnight, our cabin featured heated floorboards.

What to pack?
I generally avoid travelling overseas during the winter months, although nature doesn’t always comply with my travel plans. That’s why it’s easier travelling lightweight during the summer, as packing winter clothes adds extra bulk and weight to my backpack or suitcase. 
However, I’ve noticed that packing an overnight bag for a weekend away takes up just as much planning:
•  Warm clothes – just in case it’s cold
•  Lightweight clothes – just in case it’s hot
•  A spare set of clothes – just in case
•  Hmm… summer pyjamas or winter pyjamas?
•  A spare pair of shoes – just in case
•  Cleanser, moisturizer, deodorant, body lotion, toothbrush, toothpaste
•  Nail file and clippers – just in case
•  Towel
•  Pillow
•  Handbag, purse, mobile phone, charger, water bottle
•  A book to read – just in case I’ve got some spare time
And that’s just going down the road for a weekend choir retreat! Sometimes it’s just easier to return home than have a sleepover.

Have you ever turned up somewhere totally unprepared?

Do you prefer winter or summer?

Picture
A spectacular backdrop during my two-month stay in Karuizawa. It almost makes the cold worthwhile. Almost.
4 Comments
coralmcbride
16/5/2012 02:29:18 pm

Great story Hari,you have led a very interesting life.Such wonderful memories you must have of a life well spent.I found this very interesting.Myuncle was superintendant of Goulburn Police for numerous years and we were expected to visit with my Mum it always seemed to be in winter.Goulburn must be one of Aus coldest towns I couldnt wait to escape
Keep up the great work and thank you once again.

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Hari Kotrotsios
16/5/2012 02:36:37 pm

Thanks for your comments Coral - yes, I agree that Goulburn is probably one of the coldest places in Australia! Lots of frosty mornings and bitterly cold winds. I still had a great time there and was actively involved in the community, which made it easier to settle in. As a journalist, I regularly covered police rounds for the local newspaper, so I knew most of them and often ran into them at the court house while I also covered court hearings - I used to enjoy it when District & Supreme Court was in session!

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Peter Nolan
18/5/2012 03:04:17 am

If you read my last blog, you will understand why I don't really feel the cold...

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Hari Kotrotsios
19/5/2012 04:55:12 am

Peter, I suppose you acclimatize to the cold when you live somewhere for an extended period... but I'd much rather bask in warm sunshine any old day!

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