Ok, last night it got down to the 30's. I love my flannel sheets that kept me nice and toasty. This morning I got bundled up and headed to class. At the light, heater blasting in the car, I watched a man crossed the road. He was wearing a red sweatshirt and jeans, hands tucked deep inside the pockets. He didn't look like he was wearing enough to keep him warm.
When I lived in Baltimore, people were better equipped for the cold. When the temperatures dipped to the 30's and 40's, they were ready for it and wore appropriate clothing...coats, hats, gloves. However, in Florida and now here in California, where the sun shines most of the time and people don't really expect it to be cold, I don't see as many people bundled up. The man this morning was a good example of that. The thing is that in these types of places, it might be freezing in the morning, but by noon, it's usually above 50, if not warmer than that. Why bundle up if you know that the cold will only last a couple of hours?
I understand that type of thinking because I have been guilty of it myself. The people I see here that do wear appropriate cold weather clothes usually come from a colder climate. Those that probably grew up here or somewhere warmer instead suffer the cold until the heat returns. It's an odd juxtaposition of cultures.