It’s arctic. Okay, well, probably about -10°C. But factor in windchill and it’s easily -17°C. Effing cold. I decided we needed to get out anyway, the sun is shining and the forecast says there’ll be a thaw before the holidays, so we grabbed an old toboggan from my mom’s attic and headed to the Christmas Market at the Belvedere, where they played Dean Martin and Bing Crosby and the Andrew Sisters. D and I partook of some Glühwein, Noah got some hot chocolate, we all ate roasted chestnuts. Then the wind picked up, Noah started screaming, the tram was overfull, people were in a bad mood and we headed home. I have windburn and think it was one of the best afternoons this season.
Winter Wonderland December 20, 2009