It's been snowing in Austria and friends and I went to a small bar on some square in Graz...anyway, there were jazz posters on the walls, hard wooden floors, jazz and blues playing softly and warm tea to drink, with even a biscuit on a plate. Snow was falling outside, filling the night air, reflecting the street lights.
Later we found out it was that kind of snow which is great for snowballs and squeaks when you walk over it. Plus it made the streets look beautiful or at least hides any flaws.
Sure the sucker gave the car trouble and when it's starts to melt it'll be slipery and probably get you dirty and soaked...but I've endured more for less joy than I experienced then...plus I live in another country so it'll be their problem tomorrow.
