Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Day 1.346: Frosted!
This was the view from our bedroom window yesterday morning. The glass looks exactly like one of the effects for frosted glass - it was one of those moments - "IT'S FROSTED GLASS!"
The sweet stuff you put on cakes is called frosting here - although the UK readers will mostly call it icing. Once again - icing/frosting is something to do with ice/frost - who knew? Quite possibly everyone but me.
Areas exposed to the wind were bitterly cold today (wind-chill calculations suggest it felt like -15 °C) and the real temperatures will be around that value overnight. There are still warnings of blowing and drifting snow too - the weather forecast even had a symbol for it - a cloud with horizontally-moving snow under it. And they say the British are obsessed with the weather!
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culture-shock,
doh,
language,
weather
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Is horizontally-moving snow as bad as horizontally-moving rain? Would be a cold,cold face if so.
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Standing at a petrol pump trying to get the broken card reader to work with the snow blowing in a gale was certainly no fun - gloves and hats compulsory - staying inside advised!
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