The American put the finishing touches on this new short film, ‘Ode to the Cold Chicago Winter’ a few days ago, and we released it into the world. It’s a perfect day to kick back, snuggle up and enjoy a leisurely look at the freezing steam coming from the buildings and homes across the city. It’s something I find beautiful. Let me know what you think!
Today is the coldest day I have ever experienced. And that is not a hyperbole.
I had little idea how people lived in snowy climates before I came to Chicago. I was baffled and more than a little intimidated. But I’m still here. I’m surviving! Here’s a brief wrap up of how I’ve managed (so far) and the few little tips I’ve learned.
At the crack of sparrows on Christmas morning, we were up, showered and breakfasted for our early journey to the northern Chicago suburbs early to celebrate with the American’s family.
It all made sense to me as a I walked home from Netball Olivia’s impromptu Christmas get-together. I understood what these cold, snowy Northern Hemisphere holidays mean to me.
Just back from a walk around the neighbourhood. This is what the North Pond looked like last week. This week has been endless grey days with rain, sleet and fog. Still smarting from our Christmas package being stolen by some arsehole in our building. I found a Australian Rugby jersey last night in the laundry room. Still with the tags on. Trying to locate its owner (but I’m thinking it may have been in another package that was stolen and discarded?). The American found someone’s iPhone in the snow on Clark Street. The owner is coming to pick it up. Good karma. Listening religiously to Camera Obscura and Boy. Happy the Aussies regained the Ashes so decisively. Off to work at my part-time job that has suddenly become a six-day-a-week weight around my neck for the next few weeks. Looking forward to the 6am shift on Boxing Day! Really homesick right now. A friend sent me this link and so I just listen to this and have a good cry, pull myself together and get …
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