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Waiting for Snow in Ocala

Florida!

The Sun­shine State … but not this week.

Florida tem­per­a­tures this week are cer­tainly not trop­i­cal: As I write this post, it’s 37F. “Feels like 30,” says Weather​.com. The UV Index is 0 out of 10 due to the pour­ing rain.

Yes­ter­day they had snow in Titusville, south of where I live. The fore­cast shows ‘Bomb cyclone’ to blast East Coast before polar vor­tex uncorks tremen­dous cold late this week, but at least the “bomb cyclone” is expected to affect coastal loca­tions from Geor­gia to Maine. Or so we hope.

Florid­i­ans are in full freak-​out mode.

Tourists at the Orlando amuse­ment parks are shivering.

Peo­ple are lin­ing up at Wal­mart buy­ing wind­proof jack­ets lined with fleece, sweaters, hats, and what gloves and scarves they can find.

Snow­birds laugh at the pan­ick­ing locals, remark­ing that, “back in Fargo, we’d be wear­ing flip-​flops and shorts when the temps hit 30.”

Every­body is talk­ing about the weather. But what to do dur­ing bad weather?

I stole this post’s title from Car­los Éire’s mag­nif­i­cent Wait­ing For Snow in Havana. If you want to curl up and read a good book dur­ing the storm, read this beau­ti­fully incan­des­cent mem­oir. Goodreads describes it,

Nar­rated with the urgency of a con­fes­sion, Wait­ing for Snow in Havana is both an exor­cism and an ode to a par­adise lost. More than that, it cap­tures the ter­ri­ble beauty of those times in our lives when we are cer­tain we have died — and then are some­how, mirac­u­lously, reborn.

Éire earned a National Book Award for Non­fic­tion in 2003. The New York Times (of Duranty Pulitzer fame) never reviewed Wait­ing For Snow because it did not meet the Times’s nar­ra­tive on Cuba.

Fausta Rodríguez Wertz writes on U. S. and Latin Amer­ica at Fausta’s blog

Florida!

The Sunshine State . . . but not this week.

Florida temperatures this week are certainly not tropical: As I write this post, it’s 37F. “Feels like 30,” says Weather.com. The UV Index is 0 out of 10 due to the pouring rain.

Yesterday they had snow in Titusville, south of where I live. The forecast shows ‘Bomb cyclone’ to blast East Coast before polar vortex uncorks tremendous cold late this week, but at least the “bomb cyclone” is expected to affect coastal locations from Georgia to Maine. Or so we hope.

Floridians are in full freak-out mode.

Tourists at the Orlando amusement parks are shivering.

People are lining up at Walmart buying windproof jackets lined with fleece, sweaters, hats, and what gloves and scarves they can find.

Snowbirds laugh at the panicking locals, remarking that, “back in Fargo, we’d be wearing flip-flops and shorts when the temps hit 30.”

Everybody is talking about the weather. But what to do during bad weather?

I stole this post’s title from Carlos Eire’s magnificent Waiting For Snow in Havana. If you want to curl up and read a good book during the storm,  read this beautifully incandescent memoir. Goodreads describes it,

Narrated with the urgency of a confession, Waiting for Snow in Havana is both an exorcism and an ode to a paradise lost. More than that, it captures the terrible beauty of those times in our lives when we are certain we have died — and then are somehow, miraculously, reborn.

Eire earned a National Book Award for Nonfiction in 2003. The New York Times (of Duranty Pulitzer fame) never reviewed Waiting For Snow because it did not meet the Times’s narrative on Cuba.

Fausta Rodríguez Wertz writes on U. S. and Latin America at Fausta’s blog