There will be no pictures today, dear readers.
Everything has frozen up here in the less-than-great white north. My toes are frozen, my fingers and nose-tip too. Believe it or not, I’m embalmed in four layers… and I’m INSIDE. Indeed, I’ve not seen the outdoors since shortly after my sisters et al migrated back to their warmer climes. And now it’s worse – much worse – than while they were all here. Thankfully; hands down, we would have had a mutiny on our hands.
You might think that I’m writing from a place as distant and remote as Alert, Nunavut – considered to be one of the northernmost permanent settlements in the world. Today’s temperature in Alert was -35 with the wind chill.
But no, I’m hunkered down in a place somewhat further south than Nunavut.. though you’d never know it by looking at the thermometer (if it’s not yet cracked). This city was today clobbered by temperatures teetering around -40.
You probably want to know: Celsius or Fahrenheit? Ha! It matters little at that point, because by the time double digits descend into that big-chill black-hole, all bets are off, celsius converges with fahrenheit – and climatologists the world over are fending off renewed calls to make sense of it all.
Granted, -40 comprises the Wind Chill Factor. Winchil. Very Winchil indeed. Black, icicle-laden wicked Winchil, to be sure. If you’ve never been on the receiving end of Winchil, imagine walking towards and into a two-storey high, industrial-sized fan, blowing the coldest breeze possible up your nostrils, into your corneas, right through your epidermis, down into the deepest recesses of your body.
I am made of lesser stuff than this. I am made of stuff that can no longer tolerate cold, freezing, or Winchil; I shiver at the mere mention of those words. My stuff craves sunlight, heat and if need be, even a dose of humidity; my comfort level (and the only way to manage pain, if at all) is on the plus side of life. So I’ll take +40 over its evil twin any day.
Oh, and about the missing pictures. Not quite so… You see, the upside (there MUST always be an upside!) is that I’ve managed to get some writing and research done, phone calls and emails ticked off my list, and best of all… finished uploading photos from my Camino onto my Flickr site. Voila, inquiring minds, take a look, and I hope you enjoy!
Happy New Year to all.. and to all a less-than-Winchilly night!