The team preparing to geocache at Frankenstein’s castle.

 

Thursday (or Thanksgiving in America) and Friday were day-long marketing team building days.

On Thanksgiving, I got a lot of questions, like:

• You get lots of presents on Thanksgiving, right?
• Why is Canada’s Thanksgiving day different from America’s? Christmas day is the same around the world!
• Is there a special song?
• What do you call people who are from India?

On Friday, we went to Frankenstein’s castle, which is a short drive from our office, to do geocaching. I had never done it before, and one thing I took away from the day (which I already knew, but was confirmed): I hate playing games.

I snapped a pic of the group when I noticed how prepared everyone was in his long winter jacket, boots and caps.

I showed up in my everyday coat, sneakers, no scarf.

Why?

My thoughts were:

“They wouldn’t make us run around in the forest when it’s freezing out.”

“We won’t be there for that long.”

“It won’t be that cold” (dammit when am I going to learn?!?!?)

We were running around in the forest for over two hours in foggy 30 degree weather. I couldn’t feel my feet or hands. I felt like I was running through a cloud all day. I was damp and miserable. I still haven’t warmed up.

Don’t get me wrong, I love running around outside just as much as the next guy. But not when I’m freezing. And, really, honestly, not when I’m playing a game, trying to catch an imaginary killer.

I’m telling this story because: I am still piecing together winter outfits and don’t own proper winter gear (especially for running around in the forest).

Also. Germans love to run around in the forest. It’s like their thing. They all have clothes for it and they love it.

I know I mentioned how they like to open windows in the winter and I think this is very similar. They love crisp air, they love wearing boots, and they love the forest. And they are always prepared. And now I’m convinced they love geocaching too.