It was freezing. Again. Cold and damp. Snow and ice everywhere. We needed a break.
We drove thirty five miles, over the mountains. It got worse before it got better. At the top, two feet of snow, with mountains of it piled high left and right.
Then, things changed. Dramatically. The temperature climbed, degree for degree. We shed scarves, hats, gloves, coats as we drove.
And suddenly we were there. Only an hour later. Thirty five miles. Seems incredible, doesn't it?