When I complain about cold weather people always remind me that, as a Finn, I should be used to it. Well, I know what is cold weather and I know it can even get colder but being born in a cold country doesn’t make me somehow immune to cold. I guess Darwinism doesn’t apply to this case or it’s just that our efficient insulation of buildings has helped those who would have otherwise naturally been eliminated survive the cold winters – so despite the Northern climate even the weakest of us have survived.
However, the Americans seem to have gone through some kind of cold-immunity selection. There is some evidence that this might be even a larger-scale Anglo-Saxon phenomenon. This was especially visible in Florence where the American exchange students wearing flip flops during the most of the year could easily be identified. While their mini-shorts were tacky and inelegant, it didn't seem to bother the Italian men that the streets were suddenly crowded with half-naked American and English tourists when the Florentines were still using their black full-body uniform. I encountered the most extreme case of this phenomenon in Perito Moreno, a glacier in Argentina, where an Australian guy was admiring the sound of falling ice in his flip flops. I’ve never really understood the continuous use of Havaianas as they are ugly, uncomfortable and made for a Brazilian beach party. But the Americans love them and their use is not compromised by winter: you can see people using any kind of sandals or ballerinas even when there is five centimetres of snow on the ground. In the other extreme you have those who are wearing their rubber boots in the perfect sunshine. Though I have to admit that my stand on the rubber boots use – black ones only and exclusively for forest use! – was shaken by the rainy season here that pretty much destroyed my Italian leather boots.
The point I am trying to direct myself here is, however, that of the spirit of spring. The adagio of transforming into a lightly clad summer person should not be disregarded. Step-by-step you get rid of the excess of your winter clothes and you adapt to the new season. You need to enjoy the warming spring to its maximum, first just thinking of opening your coat and then a week later actually doing it, taking off your gloves when the snow starts to melt, and radically changing to spring coat when you can smell the nature waking up again. The American process of welcoming the spring is much too quick, jumping immediately from their North Face coats to a mini skirts and bare legs (some people skip even the North Face period). But you need to advance gradually, otherwise you miss that wonderful moment when you’re taking off the stockings in the public toilets and get blisters in your feet by suddenly changing to bare feet and new shoes (happened today) as you don’t fully understand or remember what kind of temperature is +20°C.
For the sake of the American tradition, I have to acknowledge the positive side-effect of their half-nakedness early in the year, and that is of course the greater production of vitamin D as larger parts of their body are exposed to sunlight (if this happens already in February it might increase the risk of a flu however).
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