I'm 38. I'm Australian. And I've lived my entire life in a mediterranean climate. Last week's escapade in sunny LA was just like hooning around Perth on a vitamin D-rich winter's day, but on a much larger and more exciting scale. The gorgeous weather and laid-back culture in the two cities are so similar, it's uncanny.
Forward one week to today when I woke to see the ground outside my New York City apartment covered in snow. What a surprise! Half an hour later, I witnessed my first ever snow fall. Light, crisp, white flakes, descending from the gods. It was so beautiful I cried. Incessantly. But I've now put that down to PMT.
My other pleasant surprise this week was hearing from The Canadian (think back a couple of weeks). We went out again on Friday night and he confirmed my suspicion that he is as innately incorrigible as me. So what exactly does that mean? My kinda FUN! The devil-dressed-as-angel, cheeky kind. Guess it's the performer in me.
I'm off to conquer the snow and to meet with someone who has a room to rent. My sublet is up on December 21 so I'm on the hunt for a cheaper place to share. Whoa. A roomy. At my age.
Until next week,
Kaylie
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