It's winter and I'm used to wet, because snow doesn't appear very often in the cold North either. But I have never met such thick for of fog before. This is what Padova is made of for a few months.
Going around the regions, Dino and I got to spend a lot of time in the train. It got into a discussion on what is passion? In the end of the trip, we had a kind of a description. Here's part of it:
"-- A passion can be for a part of a person. Abstract or concrete. Passion is something particular. Passion is a carrot, something that makes life worth living. --"
The funny thing is that both of these guys were in exchange in my university for half a year and when they left Finland, I didn't know neither of them very well. Now I find myself in the same car going around the Torino area.
Whenever someone asks me about Venezia. I tell them how locally crowded and empty it is. How I've visited it way too many times. But if I would have to put only one sentence out for them, I would say it is beautiful at any weather.
My mom was thrilled to spend the Christmas out of all the fuzz. The way Christmas shows in Padova is admirable, I admit.. but still I would say people are very talented in making the fuzz for themselves. Go to the wet and wild, and run a little in the fields. It'll be enough to get you on a mood for any kind of party :)
Yesterday it snowed!! I was out until about 3:30 in the morning. Hanna left the club before me and she sent me a messages saying that I should go out, because it's snowing. Of course I ran out and danced around in front of the building, in the really wet, but slow and fluffy snowfall. Wow. When I biked home, I took pictures with my mobilephone like mad and when I got home, I spent another half an hour outside taking pictures. Most of them didn't turn out so wonderful due to my condition, but I think you can get the idea of them.