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The Polar Vortex 2014

Today is the coldest day I have ever experienced. And that is not a hyperbole.

exaggeratingAll morning, we watched the news coverage of the ways the frigid conditions were wreaking havoc across the Midwest.  Over 2000 flights were cancelled. Highways were empty. Trains signals were unable to operate. We watched the faces freeze of presenters out on location, and hear them unintentionally slur their words. The State Governor of Illinois declared a state of emergency, and authorities have been urging people to stay indoors. In just five minutes in this cold, you will start to experience symptoms of frostbite. It all felt rather apocalyptic. 

I’d heard it was colder in Chicago than in the North Pole, but I was keen to see just  how cold it really was, if only to be able to say “ah, I remember the #PolarVortex 2014”. So we wrapped ourselves in as many layers as humanly possible, and headed outside to see what all the fuss was about.

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And HOLYMARYMOTHEROFGOD it was cold! But then, as if on cue, the coldest and most brutal wind straight off Lake Michigan I’d ever felt almost knocked us over as we approached the end of our street. I do not have the words to describe how cold it was, the word cold  being far too weak for such a wind. Without saying a word, we both turned and headed the half block home. That was the end of the experiment.

So what did it feel like?  It quite literally took my breath away. My muscles tensed involuntarily. My glasses completely iced up and I couldn’t see where I was going. My eyeballs felt as though they were freezing in their little sockets. My cheeks and nose were whipped by the wind and felt sunburned for a good few hours after I came indoors.

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On Twitter this afternoon, I saw new words springing up in response to the shared experience of Polar Vortex: ChiBeria (the merging of Chicago and Siberia), shovelrous (for someone who assists someone else in shoveling snow), AntarcDitka (in honour of Chicago’s most beloved football coach) were three of my favourites. I am hoping someone will make badges or stickers that proudly claim “I survived the Polar Vortex 2014”. I’d pay for one!

Dressing for Winter: 11 Things I’ve Learned About Living in the Cold

Winter. Each morning, it hits you like a punch in the face. Your eyes water, your nose runs incessantly. Preemptively, you stuff your gloved hands into your jacket pockets to keep from losing the feeling in your fingers. You put your head down, and push on as fast as your legs will take you.

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I had little idea how people lived in snowy climates before I came to Chicago. I mean, I knew that it was possible to survive, but knowing how to dress for the cold had always perplexed me. Particularly, how people navigated the nexus between the impossibly cold outdoors and the super heated indoors. I was baffled and more than a little intimidated.

But I’m still here. I’m surviving! So here’s 11 things I’ve learned about living in the cold: 

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*not shown in photo: singlet, t-shirt, long-sleeved t-shirt, and jumper underneath the jacket.

1. Give up trying to look cute/cool/trendy. You’re fighting a losing battle in sub-zero temperatures! Go for what keeps you the warmest and is the most practical. Aim for looking cute/cool/trendy/whatever underneath your multiple layers if you must, or just wait until the weather warms up.

2. Layers, layers, layers. This is the unofficial mantra here in Chicago. Adding layers keeps you warmer, and you can peel as many off as you need to when you arrive somewhere warm. You’ll wind up feeling (and probably looking) like a Matryoshka doll, but you’ll be warm. And although it’s super daggy, tuck your singlet into your thermals/tights/jeans. Give the wind no chance to get at you!

3. Wrap a scarf around your face before you head out the door. I prefer to wrap mine like a high neck scarf, leaving the tops of my cheeks and eyes exposed so I can see where I’m going. But it helps keep my nose warm and goes some way to making sure you can still physically talk at your destination.

4. Buy snowboots. When you get 10 inches of snow (like we did yesterday), you will really need them. Particularly as you encounter very slushy street corners with Lake Michigan sized puddles. And not worrying about slipping/getting your feet wet/developing hypothermia always makes your outing much more enjoyable.

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5. Invest in a long-ish coat with down fill, preferably one that covers your bum. I was loaned a phenomenal one by Josh’s Mum a few months ago, and I have worn it every day since. The length helps to provide more of a wind/snow/rain barrier than a regular jacket, and you don’t end up with soggy legs and backside when you wind up where you’re going.

6. Beanies and gloves are a must. And in some cases, even a second pair of gloves is necessary. Make sure the beanie has multiple layers and covers your ears (I have a Columbia one, with heat-trapping technology that has proven useful), and the gloves are rated for the cold.  At least once a day, you see a forlorn, lonely glove on the footpath that has been lost out of a pocket. I have ones that tie together and I am vigilant about keeping them in the same place.

7. Woollen socks. I layer them up for warmth (my toes are always cold — even in summer!) and for thickness to prevent blisters. They’re much better than cotton ones.

8. Dry your hair before you leave the house. I don’t own a hairdryer (and am not a fan of them, anyway), so I have been washing my hair in the early morning and letting it dry fully before I go out. That way, it doesn’t (literally) freeze and snap off.

9. Fleece-lined tights. I received a pair for Christmas from the Hanovers and they’re marvellous! I wear them as regular tights when it’s not terribly cold outside (down to about -10C), and under jeans when it dips lower.

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10. Check the weather forecasts regularly. I find keeping a tab on the weather forecasts helps me to plan and know what to expect. I have three different weather apps on my phone to ensure I’m not missing pertinent information, and these have helped me immensely seeing as the weather changes on a dime here.

11. Just get out there. Even though I consult my apps a dozen times a day, I try not to imagine how cold it is outside, and what that feels like. I make sure I leave the house at least once a day and go for a walk outside, even if it’s just walking a new way to work or going to grab some groceries. I just try to live it, embrace it fully. Returning home into the warmth and comfort of the apartment is like heaven! Plus, it makes me feel like a total badass to be able to tackle this weather and survive.

Do you live in a snowy climate? 
What are the things you do to make sure you stay warm?

A Very Visual Christmas

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.

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After sledding, we returned back to the house to warm up, take a closer look at the Christmas pressies and set about making Christmas cards for the people we’d be enjoying Christmas dinner with in Oak Park.

We headed over to Oak Park and enjoyed cheese, iced tea and good conversation by an open fire. I bonded with their black lab called Pilot, playing fetch with him out in the snow until I couldn’t feel my hand.

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Aaaaand then I promptly forgot my backpack there that contained my wallet and house keys. So aside from the frantic ending (and $25 to have the building manager unlock our apartment door), it was a good day.

Thoughts on the Holiday Season

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. And why people in parts of the world who experience warm Christmas days exhibit a nostalgia for the movies, the songs about sitting in front of the fire, rugged up with those you love; about bundling up and making snowmen in the fresh powder in the backyard; about sipping mulled wine and eating heavy meals, even though it contradicts our experience. I get it. 

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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 on with life here:

The Forlorn Cantina

The trail is closed.
Lake Michigan has frozen over.
The city sits a few miles down the road, outlines of big boxes mostly obscured by the grey and the snow. But the forlorn looking Cactus Cantina reminds me that it doesn’t always look like this. Warmer days were once here. And they will come again. It whispers to me: remember, remember.

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