Snow in Rome, for what many people say is the first time since 1985. Flurries outside my window. Waking up to snowflakes as big as grapes in the sky. Wakin’ up all the roommates and yelling and running around the apartment.
Bus stuck in the street. Ten minutes later two buses stuck in the street. Twenty minutes later two buses stuck in the street, hella cars and a group of carabinieri with whistles doing their best to direct traffic and totally failing.
Spontaneous snowball fight in the street with the family. Running up to the American Academy, meeting other Romans taking pictures of the snow. General madness. Jokes about The Day After Tomorrow. Terrible, terrible YouTube videos of snow in 1985 at the Villa Borghese. Snow melting into puddles.
Big snowball on my neck, miserably wet and cold but don’t really notice. More snowball fights. Running in the street, getting laughed at by old ladies, laughing Eric getting obliterated by six snowballs simultaneously. Setting off motorini alarms and accidentally hitting passing cars (accidentally!) Snow in Rome. For the first time in 20 years, or 3 years, or something.
