There was one week since I've been here that the hot water went out three times.  The first time, I decided, you know what, I don't really need a shower this morning.  The second time, I braved it.  Later that day the subject came up at mealtime or something and Luc mentioned that he doesn't usually use hot water anyway because the cold water here is not really that cold compared to the cold water in Quebec.  So the third time I thought maybe he was right and hot water's not all it's cracked up to be anyway.  I found out it was, in fact, too cold, and told him so.  But last week, after throwing the frisbee around for fifteen minutes and playing Ultimate for fifteen minutes, and having to come in and collapse because I could not stay out in the heat, and taking a cold shower and appreciating it, I had to admit that he was right in the first place.  And I've been taking cold showers ever since.

--
Spero meliora.