I love Spain and I love it in October. It’s warm and much warmer than Central Europe. And what caps a nice day in Spain is to get out for a walk with the locals and stopping at a restaurant for some good food. What’s better is the local sangria that they serve up. Oh yeh. A couple pitchers of that shred with some travel mates makes for a really good night. Send me back for some more food and wine. I’ll drop and go in a heartbeat. You can go with if you want.
But the accompanying heat that is supposed to come with it didn’t come with it. Damn! We’re having a rather balmy and tropical -13*F with a -30*F wind chill. Yes, that’s on a Farenheit and not a Celcius temperature scale. God, I’d hate to do the conversion to see what that would look like. There’s no dancing in the streets of Minneapolis this morning. It’s more of a “shuffle and shiver” as you go kinda sorta thingee.
Where’s my Global Warming? Didn’t Al Gore say we’re gonna have Global Warming? Didn’t Al Gore promise us Global Warming?
I WANT MY GLOBAL WARMING!!!!
Sorry. I had to get that out of my system. Back to shuffling and shivering. And “NO” I don’t even wanna know how warm it is in Florida or Texas or Timbuktu for that matter.