Strange Weather

Snow. Various shaped drifts stretch out along the railway sidings as we make our way from the airport. We have come from unseasonable heat and somehow the snow flakes collecting on the train window seem unreal.

The escalator carries us up and out of the well heated, subterranean world of the metro. More snow and the blast of cold brings home the full reality of this strange weather - the vault face of the endless heat at home.

And I wonder ...if Vienna is this cold, what awaits us in glacial St.Petersburg?

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