Very friendly people at the hotel:
It had been a much better night than the one before, I guess you can tell that from the picture, eh?
I stepped out into the white:
Snow had been falling all night and all day, creating a soft whiteness that made the few colors I could see so much stronger:
“I am happy 我快乐” …and it was the truth.
Few people outside. But I ran into a guy taking a walk on the highway with his umbrella:
He told me about a good place to have lunch a couple of miles down the road.
I stopped for an extended break that I used to thoroughly warm up, then I continued walking towards the city.
As it got closer, misery became more …visible:
I tried to help this poor soul by offering him/her a little cash, but all I got in return was an annoyed grunt.
Sometimes when asking local people how they deal with these lost ones, I get told that they are out of their minds, and that giving them anything wouldn’t do any good, because they wouldn’t be able to understand it anyways.
I don’t know. But I do think that being crazy probably doesn’t make anyone immune to low temperatures.
And it is very cold outside.
I was happy to get to the city eventually, also because I had been planning to find a nice place and hang out there for a little while:
The kids were out:
…having a blast…
…sliding on their butts…
…until the sun went down, and then again in the morning.
Looked like a lot of fun to someone who hasn’t done this kind of thing in a long time.