Summer was always a little separate life for me. New people, exciting impressions, mini-dresses and heels, sunbathing and swimming in all possible reservoirs – what other season of the year can compare with summer in the amount of interesting events? No wonder that when summer is over we feel sad. As for me, I suffer a kind of real autumn depression each time the leaves fall down from the trees. Besides, I suffer the strongest strokes of mototoxicosis as cold weather makes it impossible to ride on the bike.