<p>I had plenty of warm clothes. I was still miserable. My skin dried out when I was inside. I drank too much coffee (now I live in Washington State - go figure). I felt clumsy all the time. Regulating indoor to outdoor to indoor clothing was an absolute pain in the butt. The winds cut through everything like a knife. Cars (mostly tourists and skiers) regularly spun out, getting stuck in snowbanks on the side of the road. </p>
<p>But then later I moved to Chicago. I survived both, and have the scars to prove it. ;)</p>