Since I’m from Chicago, Christmas usually marked the time that my eyelids felt like they froze to my eyeballs and if I wore flats, I cringed and hissed as snow and ice found a way inside of my shoe. If I wore heels, I hopped on the ice kind of like a bunny and hoped for the best really. But that was normal. And yes, people yelled at me because I would dash from the car to a building without a coat like a crazy person. But isn’t it the worst feeling on earth when you layer and layer and layer and then you get into a building and the heat is blasting and you think you could die? I think that feeling rivals when you walk out of the house and see snow covering your car and you have to clean your windshield without gloves. Or sometimes without a windshield scraper.
Someone asked me how cold it really feels in Chicago this time of year. Since this person is born and bred in California, I naturally told her she would die, since Chicago’s October temperatures (which I find crisp and perfect) made her bones ache with cold.
So, what exactly does Christmas in California look like? If there is no snow and no cold (I mean, real cold) then…? Well this weekend was Santacon where thousands of people dressed up like Santa Claus and partied in Union Square so these were taken the weekend before.
In SF, Union Square is a popular tourist destination. I don’t really understand why. It’s a square. But whenever I walk through there, pretty much daily, I’m always charmed by the fact that I actually live here, that I’m cutting through Union Square in San Francisco where all these tourists are going. So, recently I brought my camera and looked like a tourist.
It is dazzling but I have to say, as I took pictures, I thought: the only thing missing is an ice skating rink, like they have at Millennial Park but I guess it’s understandable since this is California. California, I underestimate you again! Shame on me.
I feel like I should say something here like…Merry Christmas, from my city to yours!
It will be strange to be back in Chicago for the holidays. Each time I go, I feel like it is a little less like it is my home base. When I fly back to SF, there is that sense of coming home. Of course, Chicago will always be home but these days you’ll catch me cutting through Union Square, strange as that may seem, even to me.
How does your city decorate? I know you’re there. I get emails, posts on facebook, and instagram. So, give it a go here and comment. 🙂
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