I lived in Cambridge for 6 years. It's cold. Cambridge didn't clear its sidewalks; it just let everything accumulate. I could tell when it was spring from the smell of 4 months of dog shit thawing. One December day I was walking across Cambridge Common, 10 degrees, the wind was blowing. I said, "to hell with this." The next month I moved to California and I've been warm ever since. :-)
Funny- That's exactly my story as well. I've met quite a few Boston escapees out here in SF who all tell the same story. Loved Cambridge; hated the winter.
