You will never believed what happened this weekend! I stayed at the montains for the night and to get to the place where we(me and the scouts from my group) were staying we had to "hike" quite a long way. I would rather call that climbing, as it's what we were doing most of the time, but, officialy, we were hiking.
When we had just left behind the part of our way covered by trees and the landscape changed to a rocky platform it started... You won't believe this: IT STARTED HAILING!!! HAILING!!! In Gran Canaria!!! Maybe those of you who live in colder place are thinking right now: so what? But in Gran Canaria it was even on the news and the next morning the road which had been empty the day before, was full of cars heading towards the "snow", which was ice, not snow, but snow sounds cooler, so everybody was saying snow.
Until now I had only seen snow/ice abroad, so it was such an increadible coincidence that it snowed/hailed exactly the same day in which we were going to the mountains. It was an incredible experience to be able to touch the cold ice, to feel the strong wind messing up my hair and to see the little ice pieces falling down from the isolated trees around us every time the wind went a bit stronger.
I've spent all my life wishing to live in a place where I could see the snow every winter, and where I can sit next to the fire in the evening, before going to bed. Last weekend this wish almost came true. I know I will not see the snow every winter, but I know that I will never forget this winter.
By the way, the
reason why it took me so much to write about this is that I got a cold. Seems like cold weather isn't really appropiate for me.