Biancaneve in PisaLand
Italy is not especially well known for its arctic weather, so the idea of Firenze-in-the-Snows may seem a little far-fetched. And yet that’s what I walked into yesterday afternoon when I stopped in Florence, on my way back from Rome, for lunch with a friend. “Oh, this never happens,” he said, which is what everyone says….
This morning, there’s snow in Pisa. And of course, everyone says, even if some freakish accident of nature occasioned snow in Firenze, it would never snow in Pisa.
I do not, of course, exclude the possibility that hell has frozen over. I haven’t been out of doors for eighteen hours, and I have no actual intention of going out now. For all I know, that asteroid Bruce Willis kept talking about has landed somewhere and we’re in for eternal snows from here on out.
It’s not my idea of the best way to go.