So, as you might imagine (or not), in 39 years of life I haven't seen that much snow.
In fact, in my hometown, it snowed in 1983. I was 4, still in kindergarden, and in the morning everything was white. My mom told me to stay in the doorframe, while my dad was going to get the car. She told me: "Don't move, don't touch this, it's very slippery" So I stayed there, just looking at the white snow, feeling like stepping on it, but not doing so. By lunch time, I saw the rain wash away the snow in the windowsills of the canteen. And of course, they didn't let us play outside (more on that in another post).
The second time I saw snow, my parents and I were coming home from Covilhã through Serra da Estrela (the highest point in Continental Portugal) and my mom told me: "Look Patricia, snow!" "Where?" "Up there!!!!" When I looked up the mountain, it was some whitish patches, that looked like shredded cotton... So for me this doesn't count.
The third time I was coming from Cambridge to London, in a field trip from my English school, when I was 16, and the teacher had told us that it might snow that day. On the bus I saw some flaky, whitish things, but it lasted for 1 minute... so, also doesn't count.
The fourth time I went to Serra da Estrela with my sister (she lives in Castelo Branco) to see the snow. So, it had already fell, and was already turned hard, and slippery. And of course, I slipped and fell. But I didn't see it fall, nor played with it. No snow man, no snow ball fight...
But...last year, as you may noticed from this blog, I moved to the Netherlands. Even though the Netherlands is not famous for the snow (like I said here ) from time to time, I've learned, it snows.
Right now, as I'm writing this post, there's a snow storm outside my window :)
So In February, my other half woke me up one night to tell me it was snowing. I was so happy to see it fall. I looked like a child.
The next morning, we went to throw some snow balls, and tried to make a snow man.
But again, I didn't walk on the street while it was snowing.
So last Sunday it started to snow in Amsterdam, and I went to see a Christmas movie with J. It was snowing and it was so nice. It was the first time I've walked in the snow :). J. spent the whole time on the way to the tram trying to catch a snow flake in her tongue :) So cute.
Nice weather outside :)