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Like 5 years ago I moved from brooklyn to my pop's old summer home upstate. Came up in February to take a job at a farm. 1200 foot driveway up a mountain (foothill technically) covered in a winter's worth of snow.
Heat and hot water were out and couldn't get the local dudes to climb up to me. Well they probably would have because I was in a bad position but it's usually their policy not to. I was at work most of the day so I figured I'd just brave it till the snow melted.
Anyways, fuckin 15 to 20 degrees inside the house. Slept in like 8 layers and 10 blankets. It was weird cause that many blankets are heavy as fuck. Had to melt snow for water on a campfire outside. I learned real quick that if you melt snow fast in a pot it tastes terrible, scorched. Dont know why, I should probably look it up. It's interesting. Had no tv and a few DVDs. I had conan the barbarian on repeat pretty much lol.
I'd wake up everyday and couldn't wait to get to work to get warm even though it was outdoors haha.
The place had never really been used during the winter so I didnt wanna fuck with anything until it warmed up a little. Pipes etc
Wow that was a fucking essay. A shitty one. Sorry if you read all that.
Nah that was a good read bro. I've made longer posts about a nickel I found on the ground.