After ten days of 80F/27C weather in Boca Grande, Florida, I welcomed in 2009 by arriving in Paris at 25F/-4C. On Monday, when I was finally scheduled to fly back to Madrid, it snowed and the CDG airport was closed, thus delaying my return to quasi-reality until Wednesday. Then this morning I awoke to snow in Madrid. In my eight years in the Spanish capital, I have seen snow flurries. This was the first time the snow actually stuck.
As beautiful as the snow can be, I think I still prefer my December strolls on the beach.
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