Take a good look out off of my balcony. 11:45 am: Snow-kissed trees and cars, and an almost hidden Stadio Olimpico. No, we are not in Torino, we are in Rome and it has snowed. X and I ran out of the house trying to recreate a photo of my nonno from 1939 in Piazza del Popolo (1939 snowfall). But we were literally snowbound because public transportation stopped and taxis wouldn't travel.
Rome, just like Los Angeles, does not understand inclement weather, says Moi, experienced snow shoveler.