I haven't experienced many winters in the US, but the ones I did weren't the pretty ones. In comparison with an average winter I know from Europe, the winter months have been ugly here. Having said that this winter started really great and we have had quite mild temperatures. Until yesterday. It got cold after several days of rain and I realized it as soon as I walked out of my apartment on Sunday morning. I was just standing there in front of my car and literally didn’t know what to do. My car was glazed over. It was completely covered in a coat of ice.
You need to understand one thing. I am now living in an apartment, temporarily until we find a house, and before we were renting a house and our car was in a garage so, I hadn’t had this issue here before, obviously. On the top of that, I started driving only a couple of years ago, so I don’t have any experience with this sort of situation.
OK, back to my driveway. I am still standing there, thinking if I can actually even open the car door. I tried, the car didn’t seem to be too happy about it, but it survived. It was Sunday morning and I guess I could have just turned around and gone back home, I didn’t really have to be anywhere or did I? Well, I was on my way to get lunch that morning and was really looking forward to it. I love to cook and I do almost every day, but this week is different. My husband is in Singapore and is enjoying the lovely food there, which makes me really jelous, so I was thinking I could have some sushi today. I was going to get it instead of just rolling it myself. Have I mentioned a dessert? :-)
There was another question, - to scrape or not to scrape- the ice?! Let me tell you, the coat was thick, I was afraid to touch it. All of the sudden I hear this strange noise. I look around and see my neighbours doing exactly that while their cars were running. Oh, so this is how you do it. I was really determined to get in the car and have that sushi for lunch, so I did the same and started scraping, adding to the noise in the neighbourhood.
I managed to get the car going, but I really had to work hard. On the way back, I was sitting in the car with a bag of sushi next to me thinking – I guess this is how it used to be hundreds of years ago when you actually had to work to get your food! It felt good!
