The unusual weather in the northeast of America has brought to mind an anecdote from 1996. I had been living in America, New York, for three years and fell absolutely in love with the place.
However, having never truly experienced “real” snow, originally from the south of England, I wasn’t prepared for the onslaught that winter. With snow up to my thighs and I am five-foot-seven, mind you, I had never ever seen anything like it!
As much as the snow threw many spanners in the works for my American compatriots, I was still in love with New York several months after the snow had melted and the glimmer of Spring peeked it’s comforting promise of warmth into my world.
Now that I am in Spain for a while, I can sympathise with my friends in the US and in particular Connecticut, but you won’t catch me back there for quite some time!
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