When I first went on a Winter trip, I thought it looked different to see people walking around in Winter clothing, when it was only fifty-several degrees outside.
I had to keep from laughing at them. One afternoon, my best neighbor and I went to the beach. I wanted to see the waves in winter. The people I was with and I had on our shorts and lightweight overcoats as the people I was with and I ventured down to the ocean. I couldn’t understand why the people I was with and I were being stared at by the locals. I thought it was normal to be at the beach on such a sunny day, even if it was a little on the cool side. I thought about stripping to my bathing suit until a single boy who was about our age, approached us. He asked where the people I was with and I were from? When the people I was with and I told him the people I was with and I were from the Northeast, he began to laugh. He said he should have guessed, since the people I was with and I were dressed so strangely in the middle of winter. He said he bet that the people I was with and I didn’t even have the Heating, Ventilation, and A/C idea on in our hotel. I just shrugged until he said his parents had the furnace on for the past month. They had a difficult time when the temperature in the daytime was below seventy. But then, they were born and raised in the deep south. I couldn’t feel they needed the furnace when it was seventy, however they thought it was different the people I was with and I needed air conditioning when it was only eighty. I assume going to the beach in Winter did seem kind of different to him, however then, the people I was with and I were tourists and expected to act oddly.