My friends and family in Ukraine are bitching that it's been -20°C lately. The streets are empty. Children are not allowed to go outside. The horror, the horror!
What pussies. When it's -20°C here in Mongolia I'm thrilled. But I guess I understand those frozen Ukrainians. When I first came to Mongolia in March 2008, from Indonesia, it was -10°C. I thought it was unbearable. I admit now that I was a total wuss then.
Now I can handle extreme cold, but I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not.