Snow looks poetic. White, quiet landscapes, Christmas feeling and children playing on it – that’s what we associate with the idea of snow. Some people love snow. Others – like me – love it only when they see it through the closed window of their home.
A few weeks ago, a heavy snowstorm raged in large parts of Europe. One morning, I opened the door of my house and there I saw the whole street covered in white. My feet sank into the snow up to my knees, so deeply that I could not walk.
Except for the cold, which may or may not bother you as much as it bothers me, snow can cause a range of problems. Even after the snow was removed, salt and sand had been strewn on the pavement, iced spots remained, which were extremely slippery. And in the morning electricity went out, so that I couldn’t heat my room. At least, I didn’t need to get worried about the food in my fridge; I could simply put it on the balcony.
Now that I’ve come back to Taiwan I have to cope with a completely different kind of nuisance: mosquitoes!