Snow, snow and more glühwein

Last week was my last travel before my semester in France ends. Me and Egglady went to Strasbourg because I wanted to check out the Christmas market, and somehow feel like we should speak some French for one last time. How was it, you may ask? It was delicious. The only thing we did was roll down to les marches noël everyday, ate and drank. We had a love affair with vin chaud (glühwein), bretzels, lebkuchen and crepes. I swear the only thing missing was proper wurst!





Everything was just so christmassy and lovely. We walked around the little stalls with our fingers wrapped around warm treats, watching kids skate while listening to jolly good old carols. The only productive thing we did was to go up the cathedral to see the Christmas-infected city from up there.




I love Christmas.

After 3 days of cold and food we headed south to Grenoble to see the Alps. After I returned, people asked whether I skied in Grenoble and I said no. I made snowangels in the Alps. They looked at me strangely and I grinned. I made snowangels in the Alps.



This is Egglady screaming Holey shit I cannot believe you went in the snow!! You crazy woman my fingers feel as if its about to fall off, I cant imagine how your life feels!!



I just love this woman.

At one point I saw a little farm, white and solemn. There was a little brown pony chewing some snow, and it saw me standing next to the fence looking at it. Pony, I thought, PONY in the ALPS! It looked at me for a moment, before it started walking slowly towards me. I played with it for a while and it just made my day.

Thank you, pony in the Alps.