BY CONAN LYNCH, CONTRIBUTING WRITER
I am from Georgia where the weather can be intense. It was quite a jump moving from the hot to the cold, but I feel like I’ve acclimated myself to the snow. In my four years here, I have come to appreciate the cold a little more than the heat.
The heat is exhausting, if I’m being honest. Anyone could relate to the nice fatigue that happens when you’re in the sun all day. It just makes you want to take a nap. I love using the phrase “it’s like a wet blanket” when describing the heat and humidity in Georgia because it is exactly that. My high school used to be a small college, so going outside in between classes was inevitable. All it took was one step outside and I was drenched in sweat from the heat, and the humidity didn’t help. I remember I would take one step onto the field for lacrosse practice in high school and immediately feel the heat of the turf. It burns your feet. It’s not a pleasant feeling.
On the other hand, though, stepping out onto a frozen field does not feel like stepping barefoot onto an ice rink. The reason I like the cold better than the heat is because the cold is more manageable. If you’re too cold, you can layer up and put on warmer clothes. If you get too hot, the only thing to do is remove layers and turn on the air conditioning. I’ll put it like this: if I have to sit at a red light with no air conditioning, I would rather it be in the cold because then I can wear a jacket or layer up. If I were in the heat, I would be stuck in a pool of my own sweat.
I understand the appeal of warm weather, but for some reason I enjoy the sting of the cold air in the morning. It helps me wake up and get ready for the day. I am biased because I have seen snow only a handful of times in my life before coming to St. Bonaventure. I love the first snowfall of the season because it adds a layer of serenity to the campus. Everything gets quiet and you can’t hear anything except the sound of your footsteps in the snow. It’s peaceful.
lynchcb19@bonaventure.edu
