The mountains of snow blanketing Germany are rather impressive—it started snowing a couple days ago and hasn’t really stopped since.
Saturday I wore my pair of hiking sneakers when I went downtown—in Müller I noticed lots of dirty tracks under my feet, and I thought to myself that some earlier customer sure was messy. Then I visited WeimarColleague’s flat, where I took off my shoes and had a lovely meal. When I stood up and put on my shoes, I realized I’d left a lake of dirty messy water under my shoes. I’d managed to forget that these shoes hold dirty snow quite effectively.
Today I foolishly wore a pair of shoes without any tread, not realizing exactly how deep the snow was.
Fortunately I didn’t slip and fall.
Dammit, where’s my snow? Even Milan has snow, but nothing for us here in Munich. Boooo.