The weather here has been appalling, people are bundled up in parkas and heavy sweaters, and the street dogs are wearing little fleece jackets. Only half the students showed up for my Tuesday Spanish class, because the temperatures had dropped all the way down into the mid to low 70s.

They looked at me like I was crazy because I biked to class as always in my bike shorts and Lycra jersey, and was perfectly comfortable. (Why wouldn't I be?)

And to quote Dave Barry, no, I am not making this up!

I guess moving from Alaska to Mexico has put me out of sync with local temperature coping conventions.

tanstaafl.