It's about how you react to temperature more than what you're used to. Still, the second counts. I suffer temperatures above 28 C. I hate the summer. Women wearing next to nothing is my only comfort. Cold, I can't get enough. I wish the they will come when I'll wear a scarf in BA. I hope I live to see it. I remember a winter day in Boston with a temperature about -5 C. I was walking down the street feeling so happy (I was wearing the kind of jacket we call campera and gloves but no scarf) when I came across a Norwegian friend of mine. He was a great guy, lively fella. He wore a jean and a t-shirt. He looked happy, too. I stared at him and said:
_ "Don't you feel the cold?"
_"Of course I feel the cold!"
_"Where's your jacket?
_"At my place".
_Shouldn't you be wearing it?"
_"I wear it when I feel the cold".
So I went on enjoying the cold day, and he went on enjoying the day.![Smile :) :)](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
_ "Don't you feel the cold?"
_"Of course I feel the cold!"
_"Where's your jacket?
_"At my place".
_Shouldn't you be wearing it?"
_"I wear it when I feel the cold".
So I went on enjoying the cold day, and he went on enjoying the day.