When I first arrived in Salzburg in October of 2008 I
was miserable. I left shorts and t-shirt weather and for the first time in 12
years was required to wear a peacoat. I remember thinking “but its only
October, doesn’t it start to get cold after Thanksgiving?” I grew up watching
all these Lifetime movies of girls wearing lovely fall coats, walking in fields
of red and yellow fallen leaves, and there I was bundled up, misguided, never
exposing more than a centimeter of skin.
