Well, it wasn't always very warm. One evening they stayed in an old Welsh castle. The stone walls were very cold and damp, and it made the whole building feel cold. Frances was talking with a Welsh schoolgirl in the dorm, who said "I like your plaits." Frances was very confused because she didn't understand that word right away, especially with the strong British accent. After several repeats, she finally figured out that the girl was admiring her braided hair.