Well, at least, that’s what folks in ridiculously hot climates like to say when they’re asked about how they can stand living in places like Phoenix and Dallas in the summer. I think I’ve discovered the cold weather equivalent in Fairbanks, Alaska. The temperature was a balmy -15°F when I arrived, and it’s been in that zone for pretty much my entire time here so far. I’ll admit I haven’t spent a heck of a lot of time outside, but it really doesn’t feel as cold as I’ve felt during the worst winters I’ve been through in Detroit — there’s almost no wind, which makes all the difference.
To stay young requires unceasing cultivation of the ability to unlearn
— Lazarus Long, “Time Enough For Love”