Still on December 19th…
We were a bit tired by the time we got home from our trip to Liseberg, and more than ready to hit the sheets. As we were getting ready for bed, the snow started to fall. Finally, some real Swedish winter! The flakes energized both of us, so we bundled up and headed out to the park behind Sara’s apartment building, and wound up walking all over her neighborhood.
I’m not sure if it was the moist weather, but the snow that night was the best snowball making snow I’d ever experienced. You could scoop your hand onto the ground and make whatever size snowball you wanted without packing it at all. I only wish I’d had better competition!
Next stop on our nostalgia tour, Uppsala!