It has been really cold here. I mean really cold. Much colder than it usually gets and certainly much colder than it usually stays. -6°C? That's like 20°F or something like that. That's colder than I've had to deal with since I moved away from Illinois. Which was a long time ago.
You'd think though, having grown up in the midwest, that I'd be all cold proof. Not so. Even less so when things like heaters break. You kind of get used to not having to deal with lasting cold. I won't say I've missed it. But I won't say I hate it either. It just takes a while to get used to it.
Better equipment would help. Double paned windows. Warmer shoes. Coats that are meant only to keep you warm, not to be pretty. I wore a very warm (read: not pretty) coat to school the other day. My students - the guys - all made remarks. Along the lines of, "Well, at least you're warm." Nice.
The freezing walk across the river to the café is nice though. Parts of it are frozen, unexpected and beautiful.