The spring finally came but my little brother is not happy. He has his fur getting thiker and afraid of feeling constanly hot again. He loves cold winter.
As for me... as long as it's not Madrid, I'm perfectly OK with hot.
And for now a report of having fun I wanted to post million times before. It's me and Surak playing on the ice. Yes, ice. We slide. or simply look funny. But it's a matter of look.