The Horror, The Horror (Wind Chill Edition)
Man Braves Freezing Weather To Cross Parking Lot | The Onion – America’s Finest News Source
LANCASTER, PA—Surmounting treacherous icy pavement and a windchill factor dipping as low as 19 degrees Fahrenheit, local resident Louis Bergstrom survived a real-life battle with the elements Friday when he successfully completed a harrowing four-and-a-half-minute journey across the desolate, frozen parking lot of an area G & G Grocery Store, the 38-year-old court stenographer told reporters.
19 degrees. Bah! That’s nothing. Up in northern Minnesota, they’ve been living with wind chills around minus 30 to 40 degrees. Still, anyone who’s lived up north can relate to this very amusing piece in The Onion.
The truth is, one of the reasons I liked (and hope to return to) living in the northland is because of how you feel like like a survivor when you get indoors after spending time outside when it’s really cold. There’s nothing better than peeling off your ice-caked socks and mittens and parking yourself in front of a nice wood fire to warm up with a mug of hot chocolate. Nothing better.
Posted by RebeccaHartong on January 26, 2008 under Life
There was an article on Fark the other day about the Siberian village of Yakustk (famous for being cold, in the middle of nowhere, and a small Asian territory in Risk). Evidently, it’s -40 some-odd degrees without the wind chill. All fucking winter (which is most of the year).
The author described the multiple layers of clothing he wore, and wrote about his first foray into the cold, just to see how long he could last. As it turned out, he only made it 13 minutes before he was driven back inside.
The best part, though, was at the end of his journey, when the author was flying back to Moscow. Just after they took off, the pilot announced they would arrive in Moscow in a few hours, where the temperature was -4. A Yakustk resident sitting beside the author said something like, “Negative four! We’re going into tropical heat!”
So, when the temperatures got down to 40ish here at Myrtle Beach and people started talking about how cold it was, I told them that little story. If it didn’t shut them up, it made them feel like wusses, which is enough for me.