It was the most snow I've ever seen in my life. We borrowed sleds from the ski resort office and sledded around the village.
|Showing off the cool snow pants Zack gave me for Christmas.|
|This was burned at the Fire Festival later.|
It was my first time at a ski resort. It was the first time I've ever sledded. I felt the way little kids who live up north must feel every winter. Scared. Exhilarated. Like the world was my playground.
Meanwhile, back in Chino, it only snows enough to make life slightly more annoying. Ice in my shower. Frozen olive oil. Ice in the school swimming pool. There are patches of ice on the road that refuse to melt and bits of snow that never go away. It isn't very beautiful. But that's what places like Nozawa are for.