Snow Were We're Going

We're about to get on our way to the airport. We've checked in online, chosen our seats and now I'm filling up on British T.V. before I leave. I've brought as many Rizla as I can fit into my largest pocket and I've loaded my carry-on luggage with nicotine pills. I have a brick of Yen that could choke a medium-sized ninja. All this intense preperation has got me ready for most things except one: Snow. It is snowing and 7C where we are going. All my preperation has been geared toward internal comfort; cigarettes, booze, food, reading, but now I realize I have to think about my external comfort.

I best pack a jumper.