Last Wednesday was one of the iciest, coldest and bleakest days of all Winter. There was snow sprinkled on the mountains like icing sugar, which for the Amalfi Coast it is most unusual.
It was the first time I had seen snow. With that, we pulled on our parkers, our beanies and gloves and journeyed high into the mountains of Ravello.
The road was slippery so we had to go cautiously and carefully. We had to park the car as the road was getting treacherous to continue on. We trudged through the heavy snow hunched over like hunchbacks; looking for any source of our clothing to keep us warm.
Snowflakes were falling. They looked so delicate and fragile. Microscopic fragments of heaven falling down on earth. As you held out your hand, they would slowly but surely disappear.
Later on, we had snow ball fights, built snowmen and carried on with more snowball fights. (I need to practice on my aim!)
Then the sun came out, the clouds parted and it was time for us to go home. With frost bite hands and cold ears, we headed home for some delightful hot chocolate to warm up our bellies.
The day in the snow was truely an unforgettable experience that I will remember forever.