There was a moment this morning when I the pilot on my
EL AL flight to Milan said, "It's -1°C on the ground in Italy right now," and even though I'm an American who believes that temperatures should only be read in Fahrenheit dammit, I still knew that -1°C is below 0°C, which is below freezing. Then I realized that the white I was looking at out of my window wasn't clouds but the Italian countryside, completely blanketed in snow. And I knew I didn't bring a winter coat because I'm going to India where the average temperature ranges between 50-75°F in February and this lack of proper outdoor apparel could mean hypothermia. But I decided to go to Milan anyway because what use is sitting in the airport for ten hours anyway?
