It hailed the entire duration of my 30-minute walk home from class. The sidewalks looked like the little balls that go into potting soil, and it crunched and slipped as I attempted to hurry home. Now I am soggy and cold, and the thought of ever leaving my flat again is far from tempting!

And yet, somehow the bizarre weather still amuses me. The walk home thoroughly entertained me. Kat thinks this sentiment will wear off soon, but I’m not completely convinced.

Now, outside my window the blue sky is showing, and the hail seems to have turned to rain. Or wait… snowflakes? And the sun is shining.