i've lived both extremes.
48 celcius..... it was like you were in a fan oven cause there was a lot of very hot wind... quite a few people died that day. it was hell

how about -60... i worked mostly outdoors that night, talk about a free face-lift.

even in death, heat is torture, while if you're to die from the cold, you'd sleep before your death making it quite peace-full.

i can't stand the heat, i love the cold

What better indicator that I have found my true home here?
I'm currently amazing the shopkeepers when I pop in about 21.00 and am in a simple top (everyone else has coats, scarves, gloves). I've been aske din a variety of accents, "Aren't you cold?" Nope! I love it!

Athough the man in the mini-mart that sells Oyster cards and fresh bread knows me now, and grins and says, "Lovely weather today!" if it's frosty. Then again, he always checks to see if I want a third of a bottle of vodka too, No, mate - it's 09.15 and it's a weekday, try again at the weekend,

hear hear. And it depends on the kind of heat or cold. Dry heat is much different than wet heat. I can't stand summers in Savannah, but I love summers in LA.

I really enjoy both hot weather and cold weather, but I wouldn't want 8 months of either, and once it gets above (or below) a certain temperature, I am not happy.