I remember that one of my expectations when I moved to Edinburgh for my masters was seeing snow, and possibly playing in it. My first experience of snow turned out to be a mountain climbing trip since it didn't really snow that winter.
When it did snow the following year, I took pictures, went outside to have the snow fall on me, and all that. I'm still excited by snow today, but I know I'm just a bush woman, lol... Well, this guy is like me as reported by HuffPost;
In August 2013, Abiola Ogungbenle, 25, moved from Nigeria to Hanover, Pa., to be with his wife, and has been anxiously awaiting his first winter snowfall ever since.
On December 8, Joseph Fryer, Ogungbenle's housemate and owner of photography business, The Digital Lightbox, was on his way outside to take pictures when he saw the Nigerian native completely overwhelmed with joy.
"It was like a child seeing snow for the first time," Fryer told The Huffington Post. "You could see the excitement on his face."
Ogungbenle asked Fryer to take a photograph of him so that he could send it back to his family in Nigeria. Fryer's friend then posted the photo to Reddit and from there it went viral.
If you moved to a temperate country after living all your adult life in tropical Africa, what was your first experience of snow like? Like it or Hate it? If you liked it at first, do you find it an inconvenience now, or still love it?