It's not the first one. We've had frozen rains in Bucharest before. It started on Thursday night and it doesn't seem to stop any time soon. The ice gets thicker and thicker. I was kind of sad on Friday morning, it was so beautiful, and I had to go to work. I wished for a not working day, so I could wander the streets alone until I was sick of all this beauty, until I was tired of it. Then I thought of how everything freezed as everything was at that time, like all is trapped in some kind of death.
