I am on my way to Hokkaido. I watched the weather last night: the coldest air of the year is descending from Siberia bringing with it the most snow most people can remember. In the countryside people are dying from snow falling off roofs, collapsing roofs, and trying to clear snow off roofs. But it's gonna be great for skiing they say. And I'll have four days of it-as long as my flight isn't cancelled.
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