Ice Feet

The chill here in Dunedin lately has brought a permafrost to the world. Usually this frost melts during the morning, but lately, it has just hung around in the dank cool that is winter here. Yes, appreciate your summer! :) You know how the first snow has all the drivers acting like they have never seen a road, a car, or snow in their lives? It's because people are regaining their bearings on the ice. I will prefer to say that and not that people are silly and should not have to drive two miles an hour because snow is falling.

Turns out, this phenomenon (do doo do do do) works with walking on ice as well. I don't have stable feet anyway. I remember that one of my "growing up" moments was when I slipped on Valpo's campus covering my knees in mud on the way to class. The adult thing was that I continued on to class where I was mocked instead of running home embarrassed. Yeah, big moment. Regardless, I don't need help falling, especially from ice. At least I am in the awkward lurch phase of my life: I don't actually fall down, but I do that slip, "Whooops!", arms lurching and then awkwardly regaining my balance. Honestly, it'd almost be better just to fall.

Still, the whole of Dunedin seems to have the same case of arm lurching. People are slipping all over the place and I, for one, love it. The humbling effect of this is great. You can't be proud when you're slipping all over the place. I love it. All that being said, I really hope we get our collective ice feet because a whole season of the slip-whoops-lurch would get old real fast.