It's been snowing back home. I'm not there to benefit from a snow day, but my facebook feed has been filling up with all of the chaos that has incurred back home!
Irish people are not prepared for the snow. It probably only snows for one week every two or three years. So when it does snow, the whole country shuts down. We don't have snow tires, there are no snowplows and we don't have whatever else people who are prepared for snow have. Funnily enough, we're not all that prepared for rain either - that one baffles me - why don't Irish people have rain coats?
This is a photo of my dad enjoying an Irish coffee in the garden. I showed this photo to work colleagues and students today, and everyone says I look like my dad....I don't know what to make of that.... As you can see, the snow is not all that deep, but it's enough to shut down our small rock in the middle of the Atlantic.
Here's another photo of Auntie Claire's place. She's much higher up in the Wicklow Mountains so more snow.
Cars completely covered. But there won't be any shoveling of snow - no effort to move it out of the way so that we can get on with our lives. Nope. We surrender. We stay home. Wait for it to melt. And then we get cabin fever and make our way down to the pub on foot (that sounds so stereotypically Irish....but it's true).
Since we're being stereotypical, here's a picture of sheep in a field.
Someone shared a funny video of the scene in a local supermarket. You can click here to view. We only come out of the house for the pub and bread! I suppose you can infer from this video that Irish people really like toast. It's true! We do! Tea and toast - perfect!
Well I'm here in Jakarta - no sign of snow. Everyday it's about 30 degrees Celsius. Seasons vary from wet to dry. Nice to see a bit of excitement happening back home.