It snowed here in Pristina last night. As E and I walked down the street towards the Phoenix Bar to watch the Rugby World Cup Final, the power went out with it’s typical “pop.” In the near darkness through which we trudged, hats on and heads down, the rain seemed to begin a metamorphosis… “is it raining or snowing?” we asked.

A minute later we arrived at our destination and promptly forgot the weather. Yet, when we glanced up and out the window during the World Cup half-time, we were amazed to see tried and true snowflakes fluttering down through the evening sky. No snow is left on the ground this morning, but there’s a coating on rooftops and cars. Appears that winter has arrived in the Balkans.