So on the 2nd of November Francis finally arrived in the Czech Republic. I say finally because it felt like a lifetime of waiting. But the 2nd of November was the arrival of something else as well… SNOW!
That’s right, that morning I woke up, already bursting with excitement, to look out of the window and see a winter wonderland. The normally green view was now completely white! I couldn’t believe it! I had heard rumours of snow. But at the beginning of November?! I told them; you’ve got to be having a laugh. And mum and dad can both vouch for the fact that the previous week was glorious. Sunny, warm, dry, it was the perfect autumnal weather.
I text Francis that morning to give him prior warning of the night time blizzard. But nothing could have prepared him for the chill factor. With the snow, also came a taste of the cold weather to come. I am really almost a little scared of that kind of cold being a daily occurrence. It was frrrreeezzzing. I even bought the warmest coat I could find, almost in a state of panic. However the weather was quite the novelty for Francis, visiting from the city that at best only sees sludge in the winter, he seemed to enjoy seeing a bit of the white stuff. It didn’t hinder our weekend in the slightest. We had a lovely time of lazing around, seeing some of the sights of Brno, and eating, eating played quite a key part. Francis became a little addicted to a popular snack over here called ‘Parek v Rohliku’. It basically consists of a frankfurter covered in mustard and then shoved inside a Rohlik, which is basically a bread roll. He couldn’t get enough of them. I will have to try and bring back some of the ingredients so to make him one on my return.
I couldn’t have had a better weekend. Francis being here and the freak snow, it was really quite special. Quite poetically the moment Francis left, the last of the snow melted away. Brno was the same old Brno
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