Although I live in a country notorious for its snowy mountains, I can count on my fingers how many times I've acutally seen snow. Where I grew up, near the city and the sea in a little valley, we got a sprinkling of snow maybe once every five years. But last night, very few towns in New Zealand escaped the snow, as we experienced our worst snowfall in 15 years. So us Wellingtonians get very excited about the prospect of snow, especially me!
Where I live now, in a rural area over the hill from where I grew up, there is a mountain range and endless country roads.
This was my morning - driving around the Wairarapa with a massive grin on my face, squealing with delight at the magic of snow!