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Monday, December 22, 2003
It Wasn't Like Christmas At All:

All it takes is a little snow and all of a sudden it's a lot more like Christmas here. It's not like there's a lot of snow here now, but even the thinnest layer of white stuff makes all the difference in the world. Until last night it might as well have been October as far as I was concerned. But after picking up my sister, who's home for the holidays, and having a small surprise party for her, while it was snowing outside, made it feel a lot more like December.


Skating rink Skating rink and the Music House

On our way home last night we walked by the skating rink I mentioned last year. Once again there were lights, people skating, and all in all it was pretty cool. Obviously, I hadn't brought my camera, so I had to walk all the way down there tonight again to shoot some pictures, so you'll have an idea of what I've been talking about.


The Walking Street The Walking Street

It was really dark out, so the pictures aren't that great. But you can see the pretty lights and stuff, so you get the idea. After having walked all the way downtown I figured I might as well get some more shots, so I went over to the walking street, which is what we call the area with all the shops. They've put up this veil of lights all the way from the railroad station all the way down the the cathedral at the other end, so even down it was pitch black out the street was completely lit. Maybe it's a bit much, but I think it's okay.


The tree in front of City Hall City Hall

So that's Christmas in Aarhus for you. There were a lot more decorations and lights I could've taken pictures of, but I don't have a winter coat, so after a while it was just too damn cold to stand around taking pictures.

I'm going to be out of town for a while, so this is probably the last entry I'll write this year. I should be back for the playoffs though, so if the Ravens make it this year I'll be sure to be around for that. So if I don't see you I hope you have a nice Christmas and a happy New Year.

Posted by John Fogde at December 22, 2003 11:59 PM | TrackBack
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