At the age of 26, I still get incredibly excited at the prospect of seeing snow.
Growing up in Sydney, the only snow I had seen were at ski resorts (most of which came from a snow machine. sigh.) and for as long as I can remember I’ve always fantasized about waking up to a big snowfall.
So, you can imagine my little squeal of delight when it started snowing last tuesday afternoon, when I was working at one of our practices. I ran outside and took some videos on my camera (don’t laugh, Canadian readers) and basically behaved like a little girl until I had to compose myself for my next patient.
The magic was slighted tarnished when I found out that the road home was closed until the next day at the very least due to snow, but I’m really not complaining.
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