Last night, Chris and I finished a cheap dinner at Taiwan Ramen and were walking towards the 24 hour post office to post a package (most major post offices here have a 24 hour window, it's great!). While we were walking I felt precipitation on my head, but because it is too depressing to say "It's raining!" while we are freezing our butts off, I said "It's snowing!". A comment that Chris, as usual, dismissed as me being silly and unknowledgable about snow.

When we came out of the post office, it was snowing, and I was excited and bouncing down the street, forgetting about the cold as I watched these little white balls of fluff fall down around us.

The next morning we had to get up early, before the sun was strong enough to melt the snow, and the snow covered a lot of the ground, and cars. My toes froze when I was waiting on the train platform for a train back home after Chris got on his Shinkansen, and people looked at me strangely as I took my shoes off to warm my toes in front of the heater under my train seat (and imagine me trying to inverse my legs so my toes were facing the heater).

By the time I'd finished picking up the junk around my apartment though, it was already too late, and much of the snow had melted before I could take pictures of it. It didn't even occur to me that the snow would melt when the sun was fully up. Talk about unknowledgable about snow.