What can I say about Jafferau? I googled and most of the pages are in Italian; so nothing much, except the fact that we drove there straight from Briançon on the way back home, and again drove there in the morning of the next day to play more.
Our initial plans were to fly to Italy in May to spend my birthday here then split our 90 days with a trip to the United Kingdom but Lia’s 6th birthday wish was to play in the snow. And as parents who are eager to make their child’s dreams come true, even with what seems such a mundane wish as playing in the snow, we flew as early as we could and arrived in Italy in the first week of April. I remember talking to a couple of Polish friends at our bar and mentioning this fact that Lia has never seen snow in her entire life, and that they themselves admitted this is such an unimaginable thing for them – to meet someone who has never in his/her life experienced snow. It may seem absurd, but yes, we tropical people only know rain and sun…. and typhoons, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tidal waves, among other things, of course.
So here we were, in Jafferau, with the remnants of winter…
… doing snow ball fights.
I was ecstatic anyway to see Lia finally get to wear the boots that my brother sent from the United States for her years ago. It finally fit! And we put it into good use!
This was her first tiny snowman:
And this was me, bored and as usual, unparticipative:
The following photo was taken the next day, when we tried to make a bigger and supposedly better snowman:
Despite the tremendous efforts, we did it. We made one of her birthday wishes come true and were rewarded with this beautiful expression of joy – and that’s all that matters in the end.