Snow in Switzerland: What causes these problems

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One thing up front: Snow is important. Such as our glaciers. Snow can be beautiful too. But this is always just a snapshot. Because in order to be aesthetically pleasing, it must meet many requirements: it must be fresh, white, and ideally it must drip immediately, with the right consistency, flake size and falling speed. And you have to leave just the right amount.

This is where the many (side) problems begin.

The perfect amount of snow is subjective. Skiers want a meter plus of quality powder every morning. But if you throw the same thing in front of the garage entrance of an Aglo resident, you'll hear sounds of rage and murder, and instead of salting the streets, the clearance service eats croissants with relish. MeteoSwiss has been warning for a week now! But not Portuguese, Tamisiech. Why does the eco-pig Hugentobler have to clear ice from the X3 while the engine is running?

OK! Snowflakes in front of development.Image: Shutterstock

It’s not just car drivers who drive in red zones. Already sparse spaces on public transport become even scarcer due to thick down jackets, and freedom of movement becomes a myth. But this is urgently needed because after two stops at the latest, the bus turns into a sauna. Impossible to take off. The only way to calm you down is for an understanding commuter to sneeze into your neck.

Where should the wet hat be placed? We are on the highest mountain in the world and the deepest part of the ocean. But no one has found the perfect place for a wet hat.

Then the bus gets stuck and you have to wade through the snow for the remaining four stops because José is still eating a croissant.

Juhui, Schnee.

Now let's take a look at the places that are expertly prepared for such a heavy snowfall. Unfortunately, a few correlations stand out: Whenever heavy snow is expected, you have to wait in line for a long time to get your hands on fries. But then they were expensive and sloppy.

Where there's a lot of snow, the music is terrible – but still better than the lyrics: “*random female name* is a *random attribute*, which makes *random ambiguity*”. Then “Shalala!” *female name*” but with long vowels.

Yes, you have to drink the snow. As long as you get something from the giant original ice bar, the staff in the back would rather take selfies than make sales. Luckily it gets dark quickly.

Wherever there is snow, Pfnussel is not far away. And those poor, skinny dogs in shameful fur. Some of these “dresses” were decorated with rhinestones. Then it said “Daisy”. or “Queen”. But even royal names and Burberry checks can't protect these men from the humiliation of having to hunker down on shaky legs. After a while, a small pile of something warm came across the snow, and Daisy's big pleading eyes said only one thing: “Please shoot me!”

Yes, the animal world knows snow is bad, too. Those who could fly away from him. Those who couldn't sleep in their warm caves. Those who were rejected were left to freeze in a pond overnight. it's a shame. Only those pesky crows intentionally stayed to enjoy our torture.

Hal, Hal.