The warmest winters I've ever spent have been in Montreal. Why? Because we take our insulation seriously.
The heat mysteriously went off some time Saturday. Amazingly, it is not even chilly in the apartment. Oh, the place has lost a couple of degrees. But nothing a pullover and a cup of joe won't cure.
Advertising for a friend's flick, but I think you'd might like it:
Thanks, can't wait for the new book.
Elvi and I comment on this every time we go back to the Bay Area in winter. It's always colder in the houses there because no one turns on the damned heat.
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