Italy

I am freezing.
I never thought I could feel such cold. My body and my skin don’t seem to get used to the winter. I am always cold. It does not matter how many layers of clothes I may wear, I will still shiver.
From 38 Celsius degrees to a couple above zero. Quite a shock for my skin after being spoiled for weeks under the tropical sun.
It took me a few days to recover from the jet lag. Every night waking up at 2 or 4 am feeling completely rested and ready to go. And then at 8pm ready to go to sleep cos I am feeling so tired, unable to keep my eyes open.

It has been raining since I got back.
No more bright colours, just brown, grey, black. Everything is so desolate.
I used to like the cold season. I always thought it had some sort of charm: the naked trees, those sleeping fields, the misty sun.. a sad romance that I admired and that was making me smile.
It will take me such a long time before feeling it familiar again.
When I will be back in the UK it will be even worse.
Better not to think about it.