All posts tagged: snow

Chaos in the Capital ~ Snow in London

Engulfed and shaken, London was under siege; The Beast From the East reached the UK and with no mercy, taking the country and its, seemingly, unstoppable capital with it. Flurries of snow reached every nook and cranny of the city, coating the urban jungle in white like never before. Blizzards swept businessmen from left to right, icy tracks grounded trains to a halt and regular city-goers braved icy winds and many inevitable slips and falls to reach their destinations – but despite the chaotic conditions, no one could stop a Londoner from their business.   The turbulence was unbearable. I was flying into London Luton from Budapest on this particularly crazy snow day and, upon the flight’s descent, nothing could be seen from the window but white until we landed. The violent winds shook the plane left and right, up and down – the kind of turbulence that makes your heart fall out of your body and cause your hands sweat like never before. Once on the ground, air hostesses braced themselves, wrapping up in their …

A Trip To Snowy Normafa ~ Budapest

A blizzard of white flakes saturated the sky for days. Temperatures dropped to -10 and wearing 7 jumpers to go outside was no longer optional; The Beast From the East was operating with full throttle. In Budapest, the snow is a normal part of city life every year, but it doesn’t make it any less of a hassle. Walking anywhere becomes ten times more painful, choosing outfits boils downs to how thick and warm layers are, and warm stews and drinks are compulsory – luckily for those in Budapest, Hungarians do rich, warm, stews and soups (and generally Winter-food) the best. The snowy blankets dissipate from the city centre’s surfaces fairly fast due to the heavy footfall and busy transport system. But for a magical snow experience, head to the hills – the Buda hills. With ‘peaks’ rising up to 500m, the Buda Hills stand majestically over the city centre, looking over the Pest side. In Summer, the Hills are a serene escape and full of Summer lovin’, but in Winter, grab your skis, snowboards and …

24hr Budapest

Soaking in the first and last rays of sun I’d seen in far too long, thousands of kilometres above sea level, we descended through a seemingly impenetrable horizontal wall of cloud. Peeking through, swathes of forests and clusters of tiny hours emerged, blanketed with fresh, bright white snow. The horizon was enveloped in fog as we landed, shapes of buildings, masts and planes faint in the distance, camouflaged.  Men in high-vis toddled and swerved to and fro around the runway, across the ice, performing their routine with extra difficulty. Plane-ladders and tunnels were stuck in heaps of ice and snow a few hundred meters from the airport building, bordered off by wet, red tape, flittering in the icy wind. My fellow passengers and I wrapped up, deboarded with haste and waddled to several shuttle buses, waiting instead to save us from the tumultuous weather. Whilst bumbling upon several buses and metros, trying (and failing) to get to grips with a whole different transport system and currency (suddenly feeling a kind of longing for TFL), flecks of …