Snow Mail

Dear room 13,
A large snowflake landed on my nose as we returned from the mares' paddock. The bulk of the Lipizzaner stable loomed ahead of us, and we heard the whinnying of the white horses. The old king's stud bred these elegant horses for the royal riding school in Vienna. We had just had a guided tour together with 2 other people. The black foals had kept trying to bite one girl's jersey and nuzzle her hand.
The snow began to fall more thickly, coating everything in a blanket as white as, well, snow. Snow isn't rare in Austria around this time of year. However, it was the first time for me here that it fell in big, feathery flakes, because we came from 30 degrees C in Spain down to around 2 degrees here! My mum had snow in her hair and as I shook my head large clumps of it fell to the ground. In the end, we decided to warm up in a restaurant.
Yours sincerely,
Hanna.