Gorky Park is so the right book to be reading now. All the snow. Not to mention vodka and intrigue.
I love the opening line::
"All nights should be so dark, all winters so warm, all headlights so dazzling.'
Yesterday while carefully walking over the snow-covered ice, a woman in step with me (as much as one could be) broke rank and started to skate on the ice in her sneakers. It was much quicker but she did get amused looks from the people at the bus stop.
It's only a matter of time until I post saying 'Today I fell on my arse. It hurt.'