Ystad, South of Sweden
I have been prisoner in my own home for five days.
This is the coldest December in Sweden in 110 years
and I have never seen so deep and icy snow before.
The first plow stuck and broke down.
Today two new plows have been working all day
on our road (1100 meter down to the main road)
and finally it´s cleaned.
Of cause I had to drive down to the sea
with Miss Westie to feel the newfound freedom.
Next Tuesday are the trains projected to run
and I hope this winter will get back to normal.