I'm currently in Dallas completely falling in love with a town that is in the 70s during the winter. It's my first visit to Texas, and it's nothing like I thought it would be. Except for all the trucks; I was exactly right about that.
You guys, things aren't frozen here. Lot's of the trees have leaves on them. Oh, and the best part, I have my window wide open right now because, that's what you do when it's in the 60s. They have a Texas de Brazil here which was throwing me off for a while because when one opened up in the suburbs of Chicago I just made fun of it. The town is cute with these ridiculously wide 4-lane one way streets everywhere which make zero sense because it's not like some giant metropolis. The streets are curvy and there seems to be a lot of residental areas butting up to the happening parts of town. Did I mention the weather, yet? Despite being down here for work, I think I could be easily convinced to spend my winters here. It's not as...what's the word I'm looking for...it's not as Florida as I thought it'd be. There, everyone seems retired or on a permanent vacation, and the Hawaiian shirts, those are enough to send me happily back to the arctic terror that is Chicago.
Everytime I travel someplace I'm immediately tempted to move. Why can't I just have houses in multiple places. You know, summers in France, springtime in Switzerland, winters in Hawaii. Or I mean, hey, why not winters in Sochi, it's in the 60s there right now. Ridiculous!
I've never been so happy to see brown grass before. Hey Chicago, do you think you could greet me with spring when I get back?