Wednesday, 14 January 2015

Day 511: The White Line

The definitive worst thing about snow is its ability to melt and refreeze into an ice rink making all roads treacherous. This week my boss sent everyone a "welcome back to a new term" email, in which the bulk of the words were spent detailing how she had decked it outside a school and we should all take care not to fall over out there!

There's only one place of refuge at a time like this, the centre of Uppsala. God knows how much money is spent on this but the entire central portion of the city has underfloor heating which melts all the ice. The line where the heating stops is clearly visible.






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