Daily Travel Log Numero Uno : Thursday

    "NEBILA! NEBILA! Wake up, it's SNOWING!" Were the words I woke up to this morning. At first I did not believe my mother, snow in november? Well that was just impossible, didn't everybody say it snowed only in december? I had to see for myself, so I slowly stood up, and shuffled to the nearest window. Pressing my nose onto the glass, I looked out into the foggy Thursday morning, and saw little cotton like balls falling from the sky. She was right, it really was snowing! It was amazing to see actual snow from my window, it was like in the movies I used to watch during christmas time, the snow looked just like it, almost fake. Never in my life had I lived in a place where it snowed during winter, back in San Francisco, you could never even tell the difference between winter and summer, it all just muddled up into one big season of fog, then sun, then fog again. By the time I had gotten ready to go outside, the rain was slowly turning the snow into sleet, until it had washed away all the evidence of the mornings splendor. Nothing else really memorable happened during the day, I just stayed home and did my turkish homework, occasionnally reminiscing to anyone who would listen, the miracle that had in the morning.