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26 Things : Cold  Cold I like ice cream when its raining. I love cold water showers in December. I love wind blowing to my face, pressing its lips to your cheeks. I just love it when its cold. When I first experienced cold weather in Baguio as a pretentious teenager, I imagined myself walking in a different country. Where you wake up facing the snow capped Alps in the mornings, where smoke billows from your mouth when you talk, where ice can hold one and not just you holding ice. I never realized that my make believe country will come true when I visited Switzerland and stayed there for another 2 years. That dream melted away last July. But this morning was just like the usual Swiss mornings. It was so cold I put on extra clothing for good measure. I got to office, and with a Starbucks Frap in tow, I sat down pretending I was back facing the alps and feeling cold again. I love cold weather, more so closer to home. Bookmark this post on:
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