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Originally Posted by dreambrother808
When Rousseau has spent time actually living year-round in both climates I'll perhaps be more forgiving of his hyperbole.
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The week of rain we recently endured pushed me to the edge. Sure, I'm aware this is all subjective, and I'm more hypersensitive to this stuff than most. I got a keyboard and an internet connection, and so away I go.
Because there was nothing else to do, because it was freakin' raining.
There really is something approaching a consensus on the lack of desirability of cold rain lasting for days on end. You don't find a lot of people professing that they enjoy it. Save for maybe Morrissey.
I have not lived in Vancouver, just visited and heard comments from relatives who live there. But rain as an experience isn't all that variable. Sometimes it's heavy, sometimes it's light drizzle, sometimes it's warm, sometimes it's cold, sometimes it lasts a few hours, sometimes it lasts for days on end. It's a lot less variable than the experience of snow, either falling or already on the ground.
We just had days on end of cold, constant rain. In May, no less. It was probably heavier than what Vancouver gets in winter. But it would have been equally as shitty if it had been light drizzle instead.
It's not a great leap to extrapolate that people who found this past week of cold rain unbearable are not going to enjoy winter in Vancouver. But what gets my distemper all aflutter is the insulting bill of goods that people are selling when they suggest that winter in Vancouver is somehow an appealing prospect. "Gawd, I could never live in Toronto, it's so cold in the winter!"
Are you seriously kidding me? We just had a week of cold rain, and people here were on suicide watch. And you're trying to convince me that six months of that is somehow preferable?
That's totally bonkers.