It will take a few days for the daily grind of life to wipe the grin I'm sporting right now off my face. Not too cold, windless, with excellent powder and very few people around (the forecast were pretty bad for the weekend). A couple of good friends, good shape -finally!- and there you have a great, long day on the slopes. And how beautiful are trees when are glazed like candies?

I'm stocking up on beauty and good vibes upon my imminent return to the East. While life in good, old Shanghers is extremely amusing, professionally rewarding (maybe the order should be inverted, but what the heck) and a source of great titillation for the curious brain, the eyeballs don't exactly gorge on beauty on a daily basis, Bund skyline excluded.

Whatever the case, for now, happy Mitch.