He shook his head. "No, but I did march through Germany in the winter, and that's probably about as bad," he laughed. "Not as bad as Russia, though. You want cold that goes straight to your bones, go to Siberia," he shivered visibly, but he kept a grin on his face. "What about you? Ever hold a menial, commoner job or were you always a fancy musician with thousands of obsessed fans?"