Been in Rhode Island and Massachusetts last week. Travelled back to Europe, just in time to avoid the end of the world (#2015Blizzard). Few nights in London. Then Paris. Milan, over the weekend. Now back home (London). Snow here and there, but lucky enough this year. Slaloming across blizzards and winter storms.
And it’s not that I do not have empathy for winter and its distractions. I simply love winter. But the sense of vagabonding is stronger and being stuck in that middle-earth called Airworld just because of winter’s amusements is definitely not fun.