Do you know those snow-filled scenes present in movies, postcards, magazines and even on tourist websites? For the first time “live and in color” I saw real snow.
Good afternoon everyone!
Welcome to the blog again. After almost three weeks of absence (it was for good reason), nothing better than a re-entry talking about snow… Seriously.
"Really snow?" – they ask me from your side. Yes it's true. For me, who was born and currently live on Madeira Island, “real snow” as I already nicknamed it, is something at least unusual. In fact, what usually falls is hail, which for us in that eagerness to see a white blanket covering our mountains, we call “snow”.
The “snow” falls only once or twice a year on the Island and quickly melts (sometimes it only lasts for a morning or an afternoon). In this way, the typical Madeiran, as soon as he knows that it has “snowed” on the Island, quickly heads to the mountains in order to enjoy, register and display some smiles (those torn and awkward as we used to do as a child). Even “snow” dolls make in cars, with the aim of trying to transport them intact to their homes and show: “Oh yes, I was in the “snow”.
But as I mentioned earlier, it's actually just hail. To see “real snow”, the islander will have to move to countries with a colder climate, as was my case, having gone to Luxembourg, a nice country in the center of Europe.
I confess that I didn't go with great expectations of seeing snow. It was like: “If I see it, I see it, if I don't see it, at least I sat my ass on a plane and I'm in the center of Europe!” But Mother Nature secretly wanted to give me an early Christmas present, and lo and behold my first day in Luxembourg, snow falls. Seriously snow! "Rita, like in movies, magazines, postcards and tourist sites?" Yea! That's right!
When the snow arrives, it comes in woolen steps, falls lightly and silently as if they were feathers and gradually leaves the houses, gardens and cars covered in a white and delicate mantle.
It has a soft texture, very smooth (and very cold, of course), compared to the “snow” of Madeira Island, which “is heavy, hard and falls like stones”. In fact, it's not Madeira's snow that's bad, it's the fact that snow is not snow but hail, and we islanders still love our hail.
Coming back to Luxembourg, what did I feel when I saw real snow for the first time? If you've seen the movie “The Polar Express” (2004), (spoiler alert) you know that the protagonist is stunned when he sees Santa Claus for the first time. I was like that too, with my mouth open (I even tasted snow, by the way, not bad), my eyes full of sparkle (I couldn't believe I was seeing that) and suddenly… When I fall on my own, there's a huge urge to run in the snow, touching it, tossing it in the air, lying down on it, and even "analyzing it under a microscope." There were photographs after photographs, many smiles (yes, those torn and awkward like children's) and a lot of emotion.
In conclusion, it was in Luxembourg that I saw it snow for the first time. That really what they say on postcards, magazines, tourist sites and movies is real (in this aspect, pay attention!). It was a dream come true, and once again here the “Disney Princess” that inhabits me, lived once more, happily ever after.
Ps – With the right to throw up snow photographs on the “internets”, or do you think I would not do it again?
And on that side, have you also seen “real snow”? If so, where did they see and like. Let me know in the comments and don't forget to give your Feedback!
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