I’m glad I brought my long Johns, going from 90 degrees to 40 is an abuse to our fragile body. It should be against the law to travel above the tropic of cancer after September 1st.

I was looking at my suitcase to see if I had the right clothes for this climate; in conclusion after walking several blocks in the cold, my gloves were not warm enough, I wish I had ear muffs and the Metro station was never close enough.

I know if I had been wearing those items I would had felt very warm, but the embarrassment kept me from buying them at the local Walmart, walking down the street there were many people walking in just shirts, some women had no socks and others were wearing skirts.

There is always an easy solution, hail an Uber. I did. I was standing on the road waiting for Mr. Andretti to arrive when the phone Rang, it was speedy Gonzales telling me in French that he was waiting at the corner of such and such street, I didn’t know what street I was on, and as he kept talking I kept answering on my best French that I didn’t know what street I was on but he needed to hurry, my long Johns were starting to feel very short. He did, we hoped on and paid a hefty fee to go around the block.