Brrrrrrr!

According to Brony, the woman Nat and I will be staying with in Tassie, the weather upon our arrival will be a bit chilly. And by chilly, she means 10-20 degrees Celsius (50s and 60s in Farenheit). I thought my backpack would be filled solely with swimsuits, shorts, and tank tops galore. Clearly I was mistaken.

Luckily I do enjoy a good, crisp morning. And granted, compared to some of the Northeast/Mid-Atlantic winters I endured growing up, this is nothing. Not only that, Brony says the weather begins to warm up by the end of October. Brony also says, however, that you can experience all four seasons before lunch, as the weather in Tassie is entirely unpredictable--so much so, in fact, there's supposedly a saying: "If you don't like the weather, go and have a cup of tea and it will have changed by the time you get back."

Clearly I will not only have to develop an appreciation for tea, but I will now need to buy a light, warm, and easily packable thermal (yet again, Brony knows best...) and winter leggings (a.k.a. long underwear)...They're good for layering. I'm thinking about throwing in a pair of REI wool socks too...