Snow, Gluewein and Friends.

I found myself in Munich to see two good friends from warmer climates and I finally met the snow I was so longing for. The city was blanketed, frozen and cheerful. Munich is all about the markets at Christmas. Fruits, sweets and sausages, toys, pottery and decorations. The streets were surprisingly busy for such a cold weather and the chiming church bells were giving the rhythm. It sound kind of corny, I know, but when you're there you sort of tune in. It's hard not to.
But the whole point of the visit was Norbet and Monica. The mulled wine was flowing and every part of the body was wooden stiff. Except the face of course, kept warm from the constant smiling, laughing and joy of being with people we love.