Rain in Toronto

I was never a scout and so the lessons of "be prepared" for anything weren't imbedded in my brain from an early age. Traveling will be my own version of the scouting troops my friends all seemed to be members of when we were children. I'm learning, little by little, "some by some," what kinds of things to consider when leaving the familiarity of home.

I knew Toronto would be colder than the Carolinas. So I brought gloves, a coat, warm socks and of course a coat. But not a rain one. In fact, I don't own, and never have, a raincoat. Odd? I don't know. But I don't have one. Umbrellas and regular coats have served me well.

My friend Rachel who recently moved to Seattle told me she's searching for a really good raincoat. It follows. What's the first thing you think of when you hear the name of that city? Maybe it isn't rain, but so many people seem to equate the two. And so it makes sense that she's doing one of those hard-core searches to find a nice coat that will last years and years.

Well what I didn't think about when preparing for another city's climate was that if it rains while I'm there, the rain will also be colder. Much. It's the second day since I arrived in Canada that it's rained. Coldly. Frankly I see the luxury of my traveling - I don't have anywhere I'm required to be. I have a good book. And Internet access, now. I'm set. But what if I want to go catch the subway and ride down to that big honkin' bookstore that's been calling my name? Well, we'll have to see about that. I'm not buying a raincoat today. I, like Rachel, will have to give much more thought and planning to such an endeavor. So I'm stuck with the choice: stay in or bundle up and use an umbrella.

Stayin' in is starting to look really, really good from here...