At the exact moment I stepped outside to take my daily lunch walk, there came such a thunderous roar from the distance that I ran back inside like everyone else.

As it turns out, a hail storm leveled just about everything in its path except for the sturdy buildings which held well against all odds.

When it all finally stopped after ten minutes, the frozen little balls of hard white on the ground were more slippery than ball-bearings causing the awkward humans to slip and slide all over the place.

Ever tried to avoid an oncoming tram while stranded on slippery rails?