Media1der wrote:
There's a phenomenon in Michigan where 50 degrees in the Autumn might as well be 50 below Antarctic chill, but that same 50 degrees and a southern breeze in the Spring will bring us out to play in shorts and flip-flops!
There's another "50" saying: "50 yards to swim, 50-degree water, 50-50 chance you're going to make it.".
OTOH, Lynn Cox swam the Bering Strait basically naked......Something about brown fat....
Long, long ago I was sitting in a Waikiki tourist trap called
The International Marketplace taking a break from my job at a nearby hotel. It was December and I was wearing a long-sleeve cardigan and freezing my pasty white butt off....... A tourist from someplace like Broken Pelvis Montana sat down on the same bench. ..... I guess he felt like he had to say something.......And he said..... "Sure is hot and muggy here...."
When I lived in UK during the 60s, we took in an Aussie roommate for a few months. He normally worked at the Woomera rocket range in outback Australia, and was taking 3 months long service leave. We never got over him standing in the loungeroom with heavy overcoat on, in front of a blazing radiator, bang in the middle of beautiful English summer days. I don't think he ever got used to the freezing (to him) climate.