For New Yorkers like me, the recent drop in temperature is a reminder to prepare for the mess of unshoveled sidewalks and grumpy faces that will reliably arrive in a few months. A couple winters ago, my wife and I traveled to Quebec, a place with deeper snowstorms and far chillier days, so we could experience a place where winter is not merely tolerated, but also put into one’s service, even embraced. The result is Learning to Befriend Winter in Quebec, a piece I wrote for The Expeditioner, in which I take in the city’s appreciation of the season via dogsledding, a night in an ice hotel, and a visit to a winery where frozen apples were being crushed to make ice cider. Put on a warm coat and enjoy!
The Omnivorous Traveler's Notebook 