Miss Adventures

I survived my first New England winter! I am paler than I have ever been, have sores all over my feet from wearing shoes for months, and am really tired of wearing two pairs of pants. The snow is almost all gone, and the weather is supposed to be in the high 60s and low 70s all this week, green things are starting to appear in the sea of brown (formally the sea of white), and the baby birds are coming to my feeder. I am so relieved, I was spending a disproportionate amount of time searching airline tickets to warmer places.

Of all the things people warned me about before I moved here, I really wish they’d told me about the shoes. I have never in my life had to wear shoes this much, which means I lack the necessary calluses for months of snow boots. My friend, who recently moved here from India, has suffered the same painful fate as I have. It got so bad that I had to give a presentation barefoot. I never want to wear shoes again.

Of course now it’s warmer all I want to do is go outside. When I woke up Saturday morning and realized that even at 7am it was tolerable outside I got really excited and went to do the longest hike I could find within an hours drive. Unfortunately that’s only about 5 miles, but hey it’s Boston, and with my feet in their current state it was probably all I could handle.