my first winter

I spent one whole year in different parts of Europe.
It was Christmas when I arrived in Germany.
It was not a white Christmas but it snowed a few days later. That was my first winter. I was out on the roadwhen it began to snow. It was fascinating to watch the snowflakes drifting down from the sky. I was mesmerized. I remembered standing there looking up with my arms outstretched; it was magical. I must have stood there for a long time because I was sick in bed for days after that.