And I Thought Tulsa Was Cold
I just spent the past week in Columbus, Ohio. That has got to be the worst city ever. The temperature was a constant 35-38 degrees since last Wednesday. Beyond that -- rain. Rain was the second constant. Everything from a steady drizzle to downright pouring. Rain at 38 degrees doesn't get much colder than that. At that point, I was praying for snow just because it'd be more tolerable. And like Tulsa, the wind blasts through there around 25 mph.

The horse trade show (Equine Affaire) was busy, but by Sunday afternoon, my social skills were all used up so I was about to resort to primate grunting and scowling.
I was more than happy to hop a plane on Monday morning so I could be back in the happy, sunny warmth that is Arizona. Next time I go to Columbus, I'm taking a heavy heavy winter coat. I checked the weather prior to the trip and it said 50's, light rain. That's not bad. 50's I wish!

The horse trade show (Equine Affaire) was busy, but by Sunday afternoon, my social skills were all used up so I was about to resort to primate grunting and scowling.
I was more than happy to hop a plane on Monday morning so I could be back in the happy, sunny warmth that is Arizona. Next time I go to Columbus, I'm taking a heavy heavy winter coat. I checked the weather prior to the trip and it said 50's, light rain. That's not bad. 50's I wish!
Labels: Equine Affaire, Ohio

