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Being from the Upper Midwest, I'm always amazed at how fascinated people are with snow. When we had hail this summer, my Saudi students all ran outside and -- I'm not making this up -- ran around and danced in it like little kids until they realized it hurt.
I had a similar experience the first time I saw snow. I was 12, and as soon as we had the chance my brother and I started a snowball fight. It only took a couple of minutes before we discovered that no gloves plus handling snow equals pain. To compound matters, I ran inside and attempted to warm my frozen hands by running them under hot water.
It works both ways, though. When I lived in Florida I remember northerners being absolutely amazed by the light show put on by the afternoon thunderstorms that rolled through every day in the summer.