Law of Cybernetic Entomology
There's always one more bug.
And then there was this cold front, whose freezing hands and icy winds swept across the city that was Austin.
A week ago.
Temperatures obligingly proceeded to drop. First a few degrees in hesitation. Later in full blast, pummelled towards lows of 8-12 C.
And me, coming from the hot and sultry coastal areas of Southern India, where the weather is only
hot, hotter and hottest and who hasn't had the slightest experience with cold weather, armed with only a thin woollen sweater felt completely out of place there. Out of time as well.
It wouldn't worry a
normal person, as the
normal person who sleeps and wakes at the right time would hardly ever feel the coldness of day. It was rather like a cold spring daytime than anything else.
But hell, I am not that
normal person. Workload forces me to work late into the nights in the lab. And this late night forays weren't helped by the cold weather at all. Imagine walking on an open area, with 8 C winds blowing at your face - the closest thing to dipping in freezing water.
So after much deliberation, I was forced to go to the
Burlington Coat Factory, where, I was told, I would get good cold weather clothes.
1 hour later and Forty six dollars lesser on that cold Wednesday Morning, I was armed with a XL size Polyfill Parka with hoods and a pair of woollen gloves.
An overkill.
When I wore it, I looked like an eskimo dressed up for the north pole. It was
SO HUGE. But its amazingly comfortable. It has innumerable pockets, including one for holding a handy dandy mp3 player, a proper hood for covering up the head, but, most of all, the polyfill is about an inch thick. This results in keeping my body so warm, that sometimes, even in that cold weather, I was able to build up a sweat.
And with the gloves, I never have to worry about cold weather any more.
The temperatures have risen now, so there is no need to drag out the big parka now. But with a trip up north (to Maryland) coming this winter, I guess I have got the right clothing.
P.S :
Ducks are more intelligent than me - they fly south for the winter, whereas I am flying north.