In the morning the sky was little overcast and grey, this evening the ground is white and beatiful. Will it last or not? My pessimistic Finnish opinion is that the snow will melt in the most inconvenient time possible to produce slush puddles just wide enough that you can't quite make it jumping over them..
Pessimism aside, after interesting meeting with the professor to whom I might be doing my thesis for I headed to town to meet Halle.
Snow coming down and melting as it hit the ground. I managed not to fall on my way. We had quick lunch at Mac's Steak house... and found some two sided tape for our mirrors, which we bought from the recycling center last weekend.
Halle braved the snowy roads and hopped on her bike also and we made it back home, with only minnor fears for our noses and fingers. They are still attached to us and not even turned white. PHEW..
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