Snow business like it

1. A Monday morning. Waking up late, on holiday in a new city and being able to pad around a cool apartment like you own the place.

2. My only complaint from the past few days is that the underfloor heating in the bathroom is a little hot (insert hashtag first world problems here). Once again, breakfast of Turkish sausage and bread and eggs sets the day up right.

3. We take the tram, with all the anxiety involved in taking a new form of public transport in an unknown city. We manage fine and sit opposite a local character, with all the anxiety involved in talking to a slightly bammy stranger in any big city.

4. In the park it's different though, the snow falls and falls. We seem to be on our own as we climb and stroll. Peaceful, beautiful, still.

5. We walk back down Henrik Ibsen Gate and have a little supper at home.