You guys would really laugh at me. Growing up in SoCal, we would drive up to the foothills if a rare winter storm left a dusting of white up there. We'd pile as much as we could on top of the car and drive back down to the beach as quickly as we could to show it off before it melted. I'm actually afraid of snow, I don't want to drive at all in it whether I'm a passenger or the driver and I don't want to get on a plane that has to land in it either. I didn't see it come down out of the sky until I was 40yo. I have had fantasies about living one winter somewhere that it snowed just to experience it but I'm actually pretty sure I'd never leave the house.
