Igloos in the City

It's no secret how much I hate the cold snow. I was raised outside of Vancouver and our winters were very mild. Like seriously wear only your spring coat all winter mild. So when I moved to Toronto I was in serious snow shock. I still am actually. I know I'm supposed to get used to it but as soon as January hits I am conjuring up ways to escape. My ultimate goal is to fly south like a young snowbird, but for now I am just never leaving my house until April dealing with it.

It has been snowing for the past two days here in Toronto and I've decided not to venture outside so I don't have to be cold making one freezing footprint at a time. So anyways it's one of my besties, Kateryna's, birthday tonight at some communist joint on the east end so I have to actually leave my place. She's lucky I love her.

I do wish that this car service Uber was already in Toronto because then I would just call them up and pretend I live in NYC and say things like "I'm just going to call my car service" obnoxiously before I exit the communist party while people are clutching their Metropasses. Okay so yeah I am probably going to just take a cab because I'm always running late the TTC there. Meh, see why I hate the cold snow?

One year when I was a kid living in the Lower Mainland in BC it snowed really, really hard. I was excited that year because it was one of the first times I actually got to play in the snow since when I lived out near my rez when I was super little. My brothers and I made an igloo. We made one when I was a little kid on the rez too but that one was better. I think one of the only cool things about the snow (besides the obvious snowboarding and skiing) are igloos.

 Igloos are dope.

 How could you pass this and not want to go inside?

In case you didn't know.

I was so stoked when I saw this igloo in the middle of downtown Toronto a few weeks back. I wanted to stop right then and there and go play inside but I was with a boy who I think was more interested in getting a coffee than playing inside an igloo. Oh well. I did go back and take some pics of it though. Now this kind of cold snow I can get behind. Anyone want to go play with me? The "exhibit" is on until the end of January, just before I escape to Jamaica.

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