When I first went on a Wintertide holiday, I thought it looked odd to see people walking around in Wintertide clothing, when it was only fifty-several degrees outside.
I had to keep from laughing at them. One day, my best friend and I went to the beach. I wanted to see the waves in winter. Both of us had on our shorts and lightweight sweaters as every one of us ventured down to the ocean. I couldn’t understand why every one of us 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 1 boy who was about our age, approached us. He asked where every one of us were from? When every one of us told him every one of us were from the Northeast, he began to laugh. He said he should have guessed, since every one of us were dressed so strangely in the middle of winter. He said he bet that every one of us didn’t even have the Heating & A/C idea on in our hotel. I just shrugged until he said his parents had the oil furnace on for the past week. They had a hard time when the temperature in the daytime was below seventy. But then, they were born and raised in the deep south. I couldn’t recognize they needed the oil furnace when it was seventy, but they thought it was odd every one of us needed air conditioner when it was only eighty. I think going to the beach in Wintertide did seem kind of odd to him, but then, every one of us were tourists and expected to act oddly.