What does it take to get a snow day? When I was living in Montreal, I distinctly remember more than once waking up to a half metre of snow on the ground (that would be almost 2 feet for you non-metrics), and everyone just took it in stride, life as usual. This morning I woke up to snow. I can't say how much in feet or metres, or even centimetres or inches, because really, there wasn't enough to actually measure depth. It only had 2 dimensions! It was enough to cover flat pieces of ground, but that's about it. Everyone was excited though. Keivan, who is 16, was the most excited. He didn't have school. They had a snow day. Two millimetres of snow (in the drifts) and it's a snow day. Geesh! The reason is that we are up on top of a mountain (more like a big hill, but a mountain in the north of spain sounds so much cooler). In fact the whole of Bilbao is surrounded by these mountains. It snowed on all of them last night, but as you go down towards the city it's just rain. Anyway, the reason is that the schoolbuses are afraid that with more snow in the forecast, they may not be able to get back down the hill in the afternoon to take kids home. What was funny to me was that Keivan was like "School is closed. the buses can't come!" and then ran out to take a bus to Bilbao to meet his friends. Does no one else see the irony?
Anyway, I meant to take a picture of the snow but it melted by 11.
The day's weather was a varying mixture of snow, rain, sleet and hail... The hail would cover the ground, then the rain would wash it away into clumpy puddles. Then the rain would turn into sleet and everything was slushy, then snow again... quite bizarre actually. Now there's thunder and lightning but no precipitation of any kind.
And there's the weather report for Bilbao.
I am going to go now because I am in the middle of a surreal msn chat....
No comments:
Post a Comment