The journey home from the big city, over the almost again to snowy streets home in our tired village was not necessarily easy, but ... =) P ... however very entertaining. My wife pedals and controlled with her elegant, very short and narrow party-outfit, including her pointed Italian black varnish stilettos, drove the SUV lively and through the now no longer safe totally lonely glowering roads. To hold on to the track was now increasingly difficult by the adventurous blizzard, which was announced for the early hours of the morning. Often we were shaken right back and forth, and also some po...

The journey home from the big city, over the almost again to snowy streets home in our tired village was not necessarily easy, but ... =) P ... however very entertaining. My wife pedals and controlled with her elegant, very short and narrow party-outfit, including her pointed Italian black varnish stilettos, drove the SUV lively and through the now no longer safe totally lonely glowering roads. To hold on to the track was now increasingly difficult by the adventurous blizzard, which was announced for the early hours of the morning. Often we were shaken right back and forth, and also some poor in the way lying ice chunks became a crunching squirting crushingly victim of Amie's heavy, well and deeply profiled SUV wide tires which is not to be overpowered. It had already been far after midnight. The clock showed half-past four early in the morning when we reached our house with a warm garage just before the big, announced storm. On the horizon pitch-black clouds towered heavily, which, despite the icy darkness, were very sharp. As we back again, tired, at the same place in our warm living room, still flickered by the light chimney-fire, and looking out of the window, we fell into our arms, kissed, and watched the beginning storm, accompanied by weather lights, light thundering and wild snow-blasting, that in very early icy winter darkness lost itself in endless nothingness. What a nightly imposing act. We had afterwards a meter more snow at the door. And we were somehow grateful. Grateful for having a great evening, unharmed, healthy, without any breakdown in spite of the risk of having come home again, and in my case to have such a wonderful wife, who is just about everything and is also a bit crazy. No money in this world can be anything like that! So we left this unforgettable evening simply fade away. We watched, silently, through our large icy terrace window from our large couch, the nightly wintry natural firework and -spectacle until the two of us secretly overpowered the rest of the righteous. *** Please, note: The medium clip is about the beginning and middle of this clip-chapter. The short clip-part deals with the final part. Both are therefore completely different in the treatise.