Yesterday it snowed. Much. And I and my new husband there we were in our new home and watch big snowflakes fall from the sky, the hot decorating the Christmas tree and singing Christmas carols (well, now let's not exaggerate ...)
We say that the best thing in these situations know that they can stay at home, without concert, without commitments, without having to grind km in the car and having to replace Isoradio to my beloved Queen, in the hope that the forecast is not preannuncino the Apocalypse is imminent.
In these moments I can think of a "journey of hope" addressed to me (driving) and two friends, coworkers, F. and A. last year.
day was apparently quiet departure in the afternoon at a time of Ivrea, try up to 23 and return home. Simple no?
Simon, with his irritating foresight, he asks: "Do you have chains on board, right?". I snort, I reply yes, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Even a little 'offense, if you will.
Journey without problems, even if the sky does not bode well ...
About half of the test, I begin to receive calls and messages that warn the relatives concerned that the forecasts predict the snowfall of the century.
During a break on the internet check the weather: no snow on the Liguria.
"exaggerated," we think. And back to try. If only we had eyes on the screen moved a few inches would have seen the gigantic snowflakes that covered the whole of Piedmont!
fact, once political parties, 23, of Alexandria before we begin to see the first flakes, which are transformed gradually into the storm. Ops.
Not a spreader machine, not a car ever, even some trucks that leave the "binaries" in the snow. Only three maidens in the snow.
not exceed the speed of 18/20 K / h without the car swerves dangerously.
And that's where I realize that having the chains is almost useless unless you know the mount. Stopping at a gas groped for the company is ruled out, three girls alone at night have a high probability that the only machine that is to stop a crazy-psycho-maniac. In addition to waste time on the chains could take away precious minutes, as the snow increases every moment more.
course raging calls of parents: "No mother, no snow, quiet." Here lie when they say it for good.
With Simon, however, I can not lie: "Well, actually a bit 'of snow there, but nothing that" during the trip that turns into "We are overwhelmed by the snow! We see nothing and the machine heel. if we do not know that I loved you ...".
The best thing is that, perhaps insane, our mood swings between unjustified euphoria accompanied by hysterical laughter crises and schizophrenia that leads us to sing out loud "Tuuuu ancooor lentaaa snow come down. .. ". All the while risking their lives in an indefinite point of Gravellona-Toce.
Our Voltri nightmare ends in Genoa, where the snow gives way to rain, strong, at that time seems like a paradise!
the Internet had said, no snow on the Liguria.
Arrival time: about 3.
The next day we returned to Ivrea for the concert.
We stopped there to sleep.
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