Yuki

It has snowed 3 times now in Saitama. The first time, I was sick with a nasty head cold, so the excitement simply wasn’t there. Also, the snow melted the instant it touched anything on its way down.

 

The second time the snow stuck only to earthen ground.

 

Monday evening, January 23^rd, it was COLD. I was bundled up on my room, nestled under my lovely kotatsu drinking hot tea when I got up to check if it was still raining. I threw open the slider and everything was white. Part of my balcony was now an ice-rink for bugs. The rooftops had close to 2 inches of snow on them.

 

I made a mad dash for my coat, earmuffs and gloves then ran outside. Sabina joined me later, although coming from the UK she has significantly more snow experience than I. A businessman walking home from a long days work looked at me like I was insane as I ran past him laughing and shouting something like, “It’s snowing! Wheeeee! Snow!” I heard him chuckle as I ran by though.

 

Sabina and I walked around a bit, marveling at the enormous snowflakes falling. I kid you not, they were nearly as big as a bar of soap! I’ve seen snow before but I’ve never seen flakes that big.

 

Of course, no nighttime snowy wander would be complete without a snowball fight. There’s a small park near our apartment, and our feet took us there. We forgot to make snow angels, but we at least realized that our aiming is very rusty. Oh, my softball years seem so distant now.

 

Lovely Iwatsuki High School

It’s safe to say that our ‘fight’ was more of a draw.