Sunday afternoon the weather forecast for Monday warned of an “orange” alert for rain and cold. I wasn’t to worried because the map displayed only the interior of Catalunya under the alert. And the predicted snow level of 300 m (1,000 feet) is not the same as sea-level where I live. No passa res.
Monday morning it started to rain and when I took off for Barcelona to have lunch and to run some errands it was 5ºC (40ºF). Cold, but not that cold. When I finally emerged from the underground rail system, there were some snow mixed with rain and it felt colder.
I went into a shop and the woman who was in charge was so excited by seeing snow that she went outdoors to take some pictures with her mobile.
Afterward, I walked down to El Rodizio Grill (Brazilian-style all-you-can-eat bbq) for lunch and the snow mixed with rain had turned into sleet.
After lunch I walked over to Servei Estació (think: Home Depot) and the sleet had morphed into snow flurries. While I was shopping, Ruben called me and said that it had been snowing in Sabadell since morning. The snow still wasn’t sticking in Barcelona, so no passa res.
On the way home I received an SMS from gorkabear commenting about the snow. By this time the Rodalies de Catalunya commuter train had left the tunnel system and the snow was heavy and sticking. It was still snowing when I reached Sant Adrià de Besòs, the next stop, so I sent an SMS to Ruben that it was snowing on the coast. Several minutes later when I reached Badalona there were cars covered with the white stuff.
When I finally got home, I immediately started taking some pictures. The snow was already starting to collect on the plants on the terraza.
A daisy out in the cold.
The chrysanthemum next to it didn’t look too happy, so I brought it indoors to warm up a bit. A while later the terraza was completely covered with snow.
Frozen lemonade anyone?
By this time the temperature was close to freezing. Then the trains stopped running and traffic on Nacional II slowed to a trickle.
View of the neighbor’s place on the other side of the street.
The train station is on the left. Note no traffic on the road.
As it started to get dark there was even some thunder. I kept my eye on the XRAD and by 8 pm it had all stopped. The wind knocked off some of the snow from some of the taller plants.
When morning arrived, I was almost afraid to raise the persianas (think: exterior window shades) to assess the damage. Nearly all the plants seemed to have weathered the storm. Luckily the temperature never got below freezing.
Barcelona had been a mess. The commuter trains weren’t running, the motorways were closed. Total transit system collapse. Thousands of workers were trapped and had to sleep overnight in town. The Ajuntament (town council) arranged for some hotel rooms at reduced rates for the stranded.
Today is a bright and sunny day, if a bit brisk.