In snooping around for what to write on, my eyes landed on Ice Water Castles. I wasn't sure why this was speaking to me more than the others, but it was. Then I remembered a little piece I saw on the Hotel De Glace (Ice Hotel). A concept borrowed from Sweden, this Quebec landmark is open from January to March. It has as much natural air conditioning as you can stand and one of the wilder bars in the western hemisphere.
You can be like Lady Godiva and prance naked in the snow out to the bubbling spa. This would be without her horse, Aethenoth, who would surely stumble on the ice. I'm sure those who actually try this have to contort like a circus acrobat to make it from the changing room.
You are cordially invited to stay there. But I won't be joining you. I live 2000 miles south of there and I don't like cold THAT much.