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In these days in Dublin has dropped an incredible cold.
Suddenly the temperature has dropped by almost a dozen degrees. Now at night they
-2 degrees and the humidity will feel a lot more.

Last night I was facing the balcony of my house and there were benches compact fog that floated slowly down my street. They seemed in search of parking vehicles; arrived at the intersection, looked diligere whether to give priority to the right and then disappeared from sight around the corner.

course the sudden cold did not stop me from continuing to go to work by bicycle.
the morning I always go home with the best intentions, but in the last 2 or 3 days and especially today, I thought to myself, but I am crazy here in Dublin?
I look like a chimney or a locomotive when I pick up speed on the Liffey chugging along with every pedal stroke.

The road is still relatively short, about 10 minutes. It all depends on traffic lights and wind ...

I have got to say as the wind in Dublin is cyclical in that they have it to death with cyclists, it is always opposite! Even when
turns a corner and you should at least have a cross wind, the wind always blows in your face, evil. It seems that just after we shook up for a good long way, face to rispresentarsi immediately around the block in the opposite direction. The poor
cyclists as they can defend themselves, what is more they look like medieval warriors jackets fosforesenti all harnessed to charge luggage at an airport, with flashing lights unlikely to be thwarted.

There is a way that was feared most of all, so I know colleagues who do not do it just to make a wider turn.
Unfortunately, it is the shortest way to get to work and I follow it every morning.
His name is Lane Cardiff but I've renamed the street the wind.
will be about 200 or 300 meters long but to get to the bottom and always a grind. The cap
I run away on the ground at least once a week and on one occasion I had to even leave the car because you could not ride.
It seems the Ferrari Wind Tunnel!

Now, in the pleasant summer days, the Irish wind can also be one of the pleasures of living here. But
at zero degrees it could also be annoying ...
Once a pipe has broken even the loss of which has formed a small lake up in time with the wind, made a little whirlpool .... It seemed to do the Sydney-Hobart sailing, mica the home-work!

But enough is enough, tomorrow is waiting for me again the way of the wind.

And frankly I do not care. Tomorrow is another day ....