Walking in the cold
"It's not a day to go out," a local website reported yesterday, talking about the city I was supposed to travel to that day. Well, it really wasn't a day to be out in an otherwise mild southern city in winter. But as I told you, it's all about luck in this case, just like last week.
To be honest, it was as if I had already forgotten what winter meant, although I remember well the temperatures of -15 degrees in the capital some time ago. And now I was supposedly dressed well, I had two scarves, a bandana and a scarf rather, winter hiking boots, a long jacket and supposedly winter leggings, but I was cold.
The cold gripped my head like a vise and it literally hurt, my hands hurt too, even though they were wearing gloves. But I was walking in this cold... about 10 kilometers I had to walk, from point to point and then to another point and then to another point...
Well, I survived, but it was quite extreme. I hope that's not the case with you.
I wish you a warm and cozy Christmas!☃️❄️🎄
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| Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you. |
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