I hate summer so damn much. Australian summer is hitting and we're finally getting the crappy muggy days now. The other day I go out for my usual weekend lunch with my girl, and because the train line is the closest to the coast, there was a haze of pubescent hormones all heading to the beach. Everywhere you go the girls have their asses on display, embellished with the thinnest strip of fabric they can get away with. Then we get back home and it's ungodly humid anywhere that the fan isn't blowing on the highest setting. I just hate the heat so much.
As for winter, I love the wind that comes in winter, as well as autumn, that's the only thing I could miss about this place -- though I guess other places get something similar anyway, I don't know. And the overcast days of winter are a respite for my sensitive eyes. And I miss the snow.
Unsurprisingly a lot of other users prefer winter too, probably because we are usually inside. You could say that the summer usually has to be tolerated, whereas the winter can be enjoyed, excepting only places where they live off their preserved food in the winter; I can only imagine what an ordeal that would be.